Snatch and Fucking Machine Video
Duration: 0:31
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Submitted: 4 months ago
Description:
Tori's eyes snap open, her heart racing as she tries to make sense of her surroundings. She's pinned down to a cold, sterile table, her body on display for the unfeeling machines around her. A mechanical cock thrusts into her, filling her with a cold, unyielding pressure. Her nipples tingle as suction cups clamp down on them, sending electric pulses straight to her core.
She tries to struggle against her restraints, but it's no use. The more she fights, the deeper the cock penetrates, sending shockwaves of pleasure-pain through her. She gasps, arching her back involuntarily, feeling a familiar tightness building in her belly.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the sensations intensify, her body betraying her with growing arousal. She feels so exposed, so violated, but at the same time... so wanted. The machines seem to be designed specifically for her pleasure, her torment, her ultimate surrender.
Her orgasm crashes over her, waves of release washing over her body as she cries out, lost in the sensation. But the machines don't stop. They keep going, pushing her further, harder, until she's left gasping and panting on the table.
And then they begin again. Surgical tools clamp vibrators to her clit, spread her ass cheeks, force a vibrating dildo into her. Her mouth is pried open, revealing her tender, swollen lips. They scan her body, leaving a permanent mark of where she's been, as if to remind her that this was all just an experiment, a study in human response.
Finally, she can take no more. The sensations are too much, too overwhelming. Her body gives out, her mind reeling from the onslaught of stimuli. She's left limp and exhausted, her body throbbing in protest, but still the machines continue to buzz and hum, as if they have no intention of letting her rest.
She tries to struggle against her restraints, but it's no use. The more she fights, the deeper the cock penetrates, sending shockwaves of pleasure-pain through her. She gasps, arching her back involuntarily, feeling a familiar tightness building in her belly.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the sensations intensify, her body betraying her with growing arousal. She feels so exposed, so violated, but at the same time... so wanted. The machines seem to be designed specifically for her pleasure, her torment, her ultimate surrender.
Her orgasm crashes over her, waves of release washing over her body as she cries out, lost in the sensation. But the machines don't stop. They keep going, pushing her further, harder, until she's left gasping and panting on the table.
And then they begin again. Surgical tools clamp vibrators to her clit, spread her ass cheeks, force a vibrating dildo into her. Her mouth is pried open, revealing her tender, swollen lips. They scan her body, leaving a permanent mark of where she's been, as if to remind her that this was all just an experiment, a study in human response.
Finally, she can take no more. The sensations are too much, too overwhelming. Her body gives out, her mind reeling from the onslaught of stimuli. She's left limp and exhausted, her body throbbing in protest, but still the machines continue to buzz and hum, as if they have no intention of letting her rest.
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