The Princess and The Machines The Girl Next Door Never Thought Her Pussy Could Stretch So Much

Princess Donna sits on her throne of leather and steel. One hand buried in AnnaBelle Lee’s cunt, the other working a fat machine cock deep into her ass. AnnaBelle shakes like she’s wired to the mains. She begged for machines. She begged for the Princess. Now she gets both, and the lesson hurts so good. Donna shoves her fist past the knuckles, stalls, then goes right back to slamming AnnaBelle’s hole with mechanical rhythm while her fingers never leave the wet grip of that cunt. AnnaBelle drools around a metal gag, every muscle pulled tight, taking more than she ever thought a girl next door could. The machine pounds harder. Donna’s wrist twists, pushing deeper. AnnaBelle’s legs spread wider on their own, hips jerking, back arching like she’s trying to fuck the whole studio. Anal. Cunt. Mouth. Every hole stretched wide open and dripping. The brunette’s face is flushed, sweat-slick, eyes glassy. She is Donna’s living fuck-toy tonight, and the princess has no plans to stop until every limit snaps.