Sybian Fucked

Skylar carries Mia like a prize she just won. The smaller woman kicks, thrashes, curses, but Skylar doesn’t even break stride. She marches her straight to the waiting machine, plants her hips on the saddle, and lets gravity do the rest. A thick, ridged dildo slides straight into place. The instant the motor hums to life, Mia’s whole body seizes. Skylar holds her wrists behind her back with one hand, fingers laced tight, forcing her to ride every relentless pulse. Every jolt shoots up through her core, and her dark hair sticks to sweat-slick cheeks while she swears through clenched teeth. The Sybian bucks and Mia bucks with it, trapped between the rising wave of pleasure and the steel grip pinning her down. She spits curses between ragged moans—F-bombs cracking on every thrust—until her voice shreds into raw, helpless screams. She’s stuck. She’s shaking. And Skylar isn’t letting her off until every last tremor has been fucked out of her.