My hips are jammed tight, wedged deep in the dryer s gaping, open maw.
Legs kicking uselessly in the air, my core is pinned against the unforgiving, spinning drum s edge.
The cold metal presses in, a constant, maddening sensation that ignites a desperate heat within.
My pussy, caught in this awkward, exposed angle, is slicking itself raw against the abrasive interior.
Every twitch, every desperate wriggle, grinds me deeper, forcing a frantic, overwhelming pleasure I can t escape.
Exposed and pinned, my throbbing core is played rough by the machine s brutal embrace, slick and screaming.
“Click for the ultimate exposed dryer pussy play!”
