Carla Cox's Extreme Orgasms

Carla Cox's wrists are lashed tight above her head. A rubber ball fills her mouth and straps dig into her cheeks. A brunette's hand cracks a leather strap across her bare ass. Carla jerks. The sting blooms bright. The machine between her thighs powers up and the thick dildo pushes in hard. Slow at first. Then it slams. Her hips fight the ropes. She moans around the gag, spit shining on her chin. Every thrust hits deeper. The whip snaps again. She shakes. The machine keeps its brutal rhythm. The brunette watches close, adjusting the speed, making the toy pound faster until Carla's legs tremble and her eyes roll back.