Peeking through the half-open door, you see her—red hair tangled from gripping the sheets too tight. Purple vibrator clamped between her thighs, fingers clawing at ropes binding her wrists above her head. The bed creaks as she rocks against it, hips bucking like she’s chasing something forbidden. Then he walks in—no warning—and kneels beside her without a word. His hand slides up to cup one heavy tit while his other pinches a nipple hard enough to make her gasp around the gag ball already stuffed in her mouth. She tries to beg with muffled moans but he just smirks and adjusts the vibrator deeper inside that dripping pussy of hers—thick, swollen lips glistening with need.
