Karol Bound and Vibed

Karol's wrists are cinched behind her back, rope biting into pale skin. A thick silicone vibrator hums between her thighs, jammed on high, grinding against her slick folds without mercy. Blonde hair sticks to her sweat-slick cheek; the ball gag stretches her jaw wide and turns every sound into a guttural, wet choke. Each jolt makes her hips jerk, cunt clenching, thighs quivering as another rush of wetness slides down her leg. She can't close her legs, can't ease the pressure, can only ride it until her whole body locks up and another orgasm rips through her.