Alicia Stone Girl next door, double fucked!

They strap Alicia Stone into a custom rig that locks her down on all fours. A thick dildo keeps her shaved cunt stretched while a second rod rams straight up her ass. A vibrator hums against her clit, cruel and steady. The machine starts slow, then picks up. Each thrust punches deeper. Alicia shakes, breath catching, hips jerking. The vibrator never quits. She comes fast, then again, body jerking against the steel. After the third time her voice cracks. "No more, please," she whimpers, but the rod keeps pounding. Tears streak her face, voice gone thin. "You’re fucking me to death." They laugh, clamp her nipples, and crank the speed. The metal frame creaks with every slam. Alicia’s arms buckle, mouth open, every muscle twitching. She stays right there—cuffed, stretched, drilled—while the machine fucks her ass without mercy and the vibrator never stops buzzing.