Eva Angelina and Sandra Romain

Eva Angelina sits strapped tight in latex, wrists pinned, thighs spread, head locked in the cold jaws of a metal vice. Sandra Romain stalks around her like she owns the air she breathes. Electro wires bite into Eva’s wet cunt, sending hot pulses that make her hips jerk against nothing. The vibe hums against her clit. She shudders, gasps, swears through clenched teeth while the current and the toy drag orgasm after orgasm out of her. Sandra watches every twitch with cold satisfaction, then slides on a thick black strap-on. She steps in close, grabs Eva’s hair through the vice, and drives that heavy cock straight into her ass. Eva’s body jolts with every deep thrust, latex creaking, skin slick, the chair shaking under the steady, merciless rhythm.