Stella Strapped Down

Fingers slide right in. Stella's soaked. All day Allie has been working her pussy, testing how many times she can make the blonde cum. Stella stays strapped down tight, wrists locked, ankles spread. She can't close her legs. Can't stop the brunette's hand sliding in again and again. Each thrust hits deeper. Each orgasm rips through her harder than the last. Her toes curl hard against the sheets. Sweat runs between her breasts. Allie watches every twitch, counts every cry, pushes further every time Stella thinks she's done. The bed creaks. Stella's voice breaks. Her thighs tremble around Allie's wrist while another wave hits, shaking through her whole body. She gasps, but Allie doesn't slow down. Not until she's sure. Not until she's had every last one.