Dorm Room Doing It: Wrestling Orgasms Turns to Machine Fucking

Two girls share a tiny dorm room and every dirty secret that fits inside it, until Tegan catches sight of the Hitachi. She freezes. Heather sees it and smiles. She grabs her roommate by the waist, shoves her onto the thin mattress, and pins her wrists before the fight even starts. Tegan squirms, kicks, bites back a moan, but the wand lands where it hurts sweetest and her back arches hard. Heather works fast. She snaps cuffs around soft wrists, knots a blindfold over startled eyes, and strips the last of the protest from her roommate’s body. The vibrator hums low at first, then drives right through Tegan’s clenched thighs until she comes in stuttering gasps. Heather doesn’t ease off. She slides the thick head of a machine dildo against the slick mess between those legs, flips the switch, and watches Tegan jolt as it slides home. The mechanical thrust turns ragged. Tegan’s hips snap, the cuffs rattle, and when she starts to beg, Heather covers her mouth. Heather pushes a second climax out of her until she gushes hot across Tegan’s bare stomach. The bed creaks, the blindfold soaks, and the machine keeps fucking without mercy.