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February 05, 2026
Sandra and Gia's Standing Wand Orgasm Endurance While Wrap Gagged, Pole Taped & Tits Tied - All On-Screen Action!

Two stunning, curvaceous women - Gia Love, the long-legged Cuban goddess with flowing black tresses, and Sandra Silvers, the silver-haired MILF with hourglass dominance and sun-kissed stretch-marked thighs - stand back-to-back against cold steel poles in a gritty, echoing workshop. The air hums with tension. Concrete floors. Tool racks. A fire extinguisher bolted to the wall. And the thud of leather boots as Ben, the bearded, broad shouldered master of control, moves toward the women with cold precision.

It begins with gags.

Thick white cloth is shoved deep into both pouting mouths - cheeks bulge, lips strain - then sealed shut with coil after coil of sticky, gripping white athletic tape. Their protests are silenced before they even begin.

Next, the wrapping.

Ben unrolls the tape with methodical cruelty, winding it around their flesh-toned control-top pantyhose-clad bodies - tight over hips, taut across bellies, binding their thick thighs together. Every inch of Gia's long, toned legs and Sandra's powerful MILF curves is gripped, gripped, gripped by the sticky white bandage, the tape biting into soft skin, creating ridges and valleys with every turn. But it's not just restraint. It's stimulation.

Between each woman's trembling thighs, Ben presses a black wand vibrator - corded, powerful, unrelenting - and tapes it firmly in place, the tip grinding against pussies. Gia's labia quiver under the pressure. Sandra's glisten with slick arousal, her clit already throbbing beneath the nylon.

Then - breast bondage.

On screen, in real time, he wraps white rope around their heavy, full tits. Gia's wide-set, dark-nippled DDs are compressed, pushed together, the areolas flaring. Sandra's mature, sagging E-cups are bound tight, the rope cutting into flesh, making every breath a gasp, every pulse of the vibrator sending shockwaves through her sensitive mounds.

And then - darkness.

More tape. Over their eyes. Blindfolded. Helpless. Exposed.

Ben turns the vibrators to high.

The hum fills the room. Their bodies jolt. Thighs clench. Hips buck against the poles. Breasts bounce with each electric pulse. Orgasms build - one after another, relentless, uncontrolled. Gia trembles, her long black hair swinging as she arches. Sandra moans behind her gag, drool soaking through the tape, her tanned skin flushing deep gold as she rides wave after wave of clit-stimulated climax.

And then... he leaves.

With a final glance, Ben walks away. The metal roller door clangs shut, sealing them inside. Alone. Bound. Blind. Vibrating. Orgasming into the silence.

The workshop echoes with muffled moans.

They're not getting free tonight.

But oh - they're coming. Again. And again. And again.