G-4 and Smokie Flame

G-4 cranks the machine again. Smokie Flame spreads and waits for the next thrust. The steel arm slides in, relentless, its rubber head fat and unyielding. She takes every inch, her natural tits bouncing as the stroke deepens. The motor hammers deeper, harder, pushing past what she swore she could hold. Then the tip slams against her ass and opens her wide. Smokie groans, coming hard, legs shaking. The dildo never slows. Another rush builds, floods through her, and the machine keeps pounding until she spills again, wet, loud, and dripping onto the bench. The king kong dong is still halfway home.