Looking over at Ashley, they saw her testing her restraints, sliding her hips up and down the rails, Esma forced to match the movements. As Ashley thrust upwards, desperately trying to escape the thick rubber shaft, Esma was held up on the tip of Rich's d**k. Rich groaned as Esma was made to polish his long thick c**k with her tight wet snatch. She felt his hands grip her small waist, instinctively trying to pull her up for another thrust, but she was held in place. They were beholden to Ashley's movements. Now their predicament was becoming clear. Ashley seemed to be reading something in front of her on the floor, Esma couldn't make it out, but whatever it was made Ashley test the full motion of the mechanics again, thrusting up and down and forcing Esma to pleasure Rich yet again.
Ashle
