Jane, howlong can you hold me?

How long can you hold me on your throat until your windpipe collapses?

Jane steps over him and sits down on his throat and mesuring the time with a stopwatch.

First she sit foreward with streched legs for fullweight on his throat, enjoying his gasping she sarts the stopwatch.

His head gets red and redder, but he didn't give up.

So she turns around and sits reverse, pressing her ass with maximum weight on the throat...

Will he survive?