The room was dimly lit, allowing for the sensual atmosphere to envelope them. The air was thick with anticipation as she lay on the bed, her heart racing in anticipation of what was to come. The machine loomed over her, its mechanical arms moving fluidly as they prepared to penetrate her tight folds.
Her breath hitched as the first appendage slid into her, filling her up and stretching her. She moaned softly, arching her back in response to the intense sensation. As the second arm entered her, she gasped, overwhelmed by the fullness inside of her. Her fingers dug into the sheets, holding on for dear life as the machine began to thrust in and out of her, relentlessly claiming her body.
His gaze was fixed on her, his eyes mirroring the lust and desire that coursed through her veins. He moved closer, his breath warm against her neck as he whispered, "Am I the only one who feels this way?"
