Effectively securing the hose against her ass by holding its weight on her spread leg. Annie was shocked by the sudden release the woman had, her whole weight bearing down on Annie as her legs struggled to hold herself up. Her arms pulling her along as her sore cunt anchored her on the silicone rail below keeping her running steady on the track. The sensation of a pair of breasts pressed up against her back, the overbearing scent of bodily fluids, and the moans and groans of other women struggling ignited a yearning in her that she had never known. The blade came ever closer tearing through flesh like it was butter. In front of her she could just see over 2 black asscheeks, her face was pressed into the crotch of the woman ahead of her. This time there was no buildup, her body simply designated the pain to her pleasure receptors. Ahead a large band saw sat right in the middle of the conveyor belt.
