Letting the machines do the work

Sarah's whole body quakes with each push the machine gives her wet pussy. Faster. Harder. The dildo slams in without pause. Her breath locks in her throat as one orgasm slams into the next, shaking through her until her muscles jerk. What she loves is simple: the thing never stops, never needs a break, never slows. It just keeps driving into her while she hangs there, tits heavy and bare, mouth forced wide around the black ball gag, wrists and ankles cinched tight to the frame. The guy with the beard stands close enough for her to see him watching, eyes fixed on the way her slick cunt takes every stroke without mercy.