Loni

Loni cranked up the machines until her legs shook. Every time the pace wasn't brutal enough she kept calling for more speed, voice thick, body already slick. The thick black shaft in her ass slammed harder with each demand. Another machine drove into her cunt in the same brutal rhythm, stretching her open. Hands slapped and twisted her tits, leaving red marks that bloomed across pale skin. She just grinned through it all, hungry, demanding, getting exactly what she wanted: both holes filled, raw and relentless.