Bed creaks under tension. Buzzing wand presses firm into her bare slit, thighs trembling wide. Whos controlling this rhythm — him in crisp shirt, hands clamping her cuffed wrists? Skirt shoved up, lace bra slips, her dark hair fans across beige duvet. Knees pinned back. Eyes lock, lips part in gasp. Can she take the relentless vibe before he dives deeper? Bedroom glow from lamp catches every quiver, every bead of sweat on her curves. Pussy glistens. He grips tighter.