Holly's vagina is expanding with each passing day, all thanks to my long and narrow feet fucking her. To enhance the experience, I use body paint and glitter as a lube, making every thrust even more intense and visually stunning.

Tracy – our experienced model who decided to come back for another round of pussy whipping. And this time, she's lucky enough to have none other than Jessica as her dominatrix! You might think that hitting a pussy with full strength using a flogger would be a bit much, but not for Tracy. Some strokes were so powerful they almost cut her in half – and yet, she absolutely loved every second of it! In the end, after Jessica fucked her red, swollen pussy with our trusty fucking machine, Tracy couldn't help but have a massive squirting orgasm. It's safe to say that this session was well worth the wait, wouldn't you agree?

Every girl in my team has a unique talent, and Nazryana's is quite... special. She's got this thing called a prolapse that she can push out at will, even without stretching her asshole first – which, let's be honest, is impressive enough on its own. But since I'm all about improvement and punishment, I decided to give her prolapse some much-needed attention with my violet wand and a scary electric stun device. Now, after that little shock treatment, Nazryana got the "privilege" of being the first to test out my new fucking machine! And to make things even more thrilling, I stimulated her clit with the violet wand and the vibe back-to-back until she squirted like there was no tomorrow.

Ah yes, the noble pursuit of stretching one’s asshole like some kind of perverted yoga routine. I always envied those girls who could take a fist up there without so much as a flinch-so naturally, I decided to give it a shot myself. Who better to deflower my backdoor than Jessica, who took on the task with all the tender care of a bulldozer clearing land for a strip mall.

She started by ‘warming me up’ (read: turning my ass into a blushing, throbbing mess) with full-force spanks until I was redder than a Christmas stocking and twice as sore. Then came the real fun-fisting, fisting, and more fisting in every position imaginable. She rammed her fist into my butthole like she was trying to dig for gold, then switched to my vagina with the same enthusiasm, as if this were some kind of anal-vaginal relay race.

By the end, I was so lost in a haze of pain and pleasure that it bordered on religious ecstasy-if religious ecstasy involved getting your ass reamed out like a cheap rental apartment. It was brutal. I loved every second. And yes, I fully intend to do this again. Some people collect stamps; I collect fist-shaped holes.