“choke the chicken” opens with a redhead reclining on silk sheets, legs spread invitingly toward the lens. In “choke the chicken”, she locks eyes with the viewer while sliding a glass toy slowly along her slick folds, whispering how good it feels. Every thrust in “choke the chicken” is deliberate, building tension until her toes curl and her voice breaks into breathless pleas. “choke the chicken” perfectly frames the moment her body tenses, then melts in waves of orgasm, juices coating the toy she holds up triumphantly. The afterglow in “choke the chicken” is almost as erotic as the act itself.