Rain DeGrey Orgasmal Carnage

Rain DeGrey loses her fucking mind when the orgasms refuse to stop. They strap her head and wrists into a wooden stock. Cold steel spreads her legs, pins her feet high. The vibe hits first, rips scream after scream out of her throat. Fingers slide in next, coaxing gush after gush until her thighs shine. Then the Omega machine locks onto her ass, piston and vibrator roaring together. It pounds and hums deeper than any hand ever could, and every thrust drags another orgasm straight out of her clit without even touching it. She thrashes, drools, breaks, begging with sounds no dictionary owns. One climax piles on the next until her eyes roll and her body forgets where it ends. By the time they finally kill the motor she hangs there, slick, wrecked, used up, and still twitching for more.