Gia DiMarco's overtime fuck...

Gia DiMarco stayed on set after the cameras should have cut. One word from her and the crew decided to keep going. Ropes came out fast. A ball gag filled her mouth. She arched against the ties, eyes sharp, body already wet. They bent her, used her, fucked her till her mind slipped somewhere quiet and warm. She took every thrust without mercy. When they finished, she looked wrecked in the best way—cum slick on her thighs, breath shallow, eyes glassy with that spent look only real exhaustion brings. She came for the live stream. She stayed for this.