Her wrists strain against ropes tied high to the window frame, cords biting red lines into skin, arms stretched taut, tingers clawing at empty air.

Yellow crop top bunches above her tits in a sweat-soaked wad, breasts jolting with each ragged breath, nipples painfully erect.

Panties twist and soak at her knees, legs forced brutally wide by my knee wedged deep, spreading her dripping cunt against fogging glass. I crush the wand harder, flat against her swollen clit, max power roaring nonstop, vibrations rattling teeth, buzzing through pelvis and spine. Words are gone. Only raw, fractured sobs spill out-high, choking gasps that hitch and break, lungs seizing like she's drowning. Hips jerk and twist in frantic spasms, bucking then recoiling, desperate to escape, but ropes and knee pin her open, exposed, throbbing.

Thighs quake violently, slick streaming down legs in rivulets. Body ways drunkenly, held only by ropes and grip. Eyes glaze, pupil blown, rolling back to whites, then snapping forward in panic. Sweat sheets down ribs, drips from chin, mixes with tears.

Her clit throbs huge and hypersensitive, every buzz like electric fire, nerves fried past pleasure into burning overload. Another guttural wail. Body convulses, hips grinding then jerking away, leg buckling against my knee.

She trembles endlessly now, random muscles firing, calves cramping, abs clenching painfully, fingers curling overhead. Sobbing nonstop, voice hoarse, no pleas left, just wrecked keening, tears streaming.

Clit pulses without mercy, attershocks melting into new peaks, mini climaxes jerking her harder, breath gone. I keep the wand crushed tight, pressing deeper on every twist. Full speed. No mercy. Letting overstimulation devour her clit, searing, muscles seizing in futile waves, body swaying, sobbing, shattering into dripping, trembling ruin.

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