Glasses-Wearing Cutie Rides the Auto-Dildo Hard

The auto-dildo machine is bolted low to a sturdy board on the floor between her feet. Thick, veined silicone, glistening wet from the generous squirt of lube she applied earlier. It's set to a merciless, mechanical rhythm tonight — not the teasing slow-build she sometimes tortures herself with, but the hard, relentless mid-range pace that makes her thighs shake within minutes.