Chapter 382 A Hidden Fuck-me-bot:>Ep3

• They were afforded little light, but the illumination seemed to rise with Tess' arousal. The vibrator's increase in pace drew a louder moan, and there was nothing either of them could do as mechanised limbs carefully manoeuvred the two of them closer together, Tess' perky tits bouncing with the motion, though still in the white bra. With impeccable dexterity, he was pivoted in between her parted legs, clamps gripping their hips as his cock was guided to her slick pussy.
• "This cannot be fucking happening." Tess croaked, her muscles tensing but to no avail, held firmly in the machine's grip. Their arms were wrenched behind their backs, crossed in an X while the apparatus lined up their genitals, adjusting with perfect precision to counteract every move they attempted. The tip of his erection met her entrance, the machines applying a gentle pressure until he penetrated her depths inch by inch. He could feel the persistent vibration through his dick, her lips gripping around him. It seemed an age before the skin of their hips met, allowing her time to adjust to his full size, the two of them grunting with relief as the movement halted.
• Quivering now as she moaned, Tess' nerves were on fire, aching from the struggle and electric with arousal, the frequency of vibration was now just-right, the delectable fullness bringing her to an angelic climax. It felt fucking good, and she yearned to wrap her arms and legs around him, to buck her hips, but the machine locked her in place. She orgasmed around him again, one immediately after the next, then another, and before her sensitive nub could grow sore, the vibration speed reduced.