After that devastating flying punch the man simply crumbled like a house of cards. After berating his semi-conscious form for even thinking he could beat her in his wildest dreams she plopped down on his head just to drive her point home warning him if his grimy mitts even brush her rock hard little body without permission he would pay quite a heavy price. Petra glances down at his 'big manly arms' and then gives a dismissive sniff as she flexes her own amazing guns, telling him how pathetic and wimpy he is compared to her, he can only moan his muffled agreement, terrified and helpless of what this girl might do to him next.