Kristina Rose - Filthy Whore - Live Show Part 4

They bolt Kristina to a steel frame on her back, thighs wrenched wide on a spreader bar and cinched to the board beneath her spine. JP hovers with the cattle prod, sparking threats across her skin, making her flinch and gasp before the current even lands. Isis walks in, drops to her knees, and drags her tongue through Kristina’s wet slit. JP offers her a choice, and Isis answers for her with two slick fingers. The fingers curl, push, twist until a whole hand is swallowed by that tight ring. Isis punches in deeper, knuckles vanishing, fist pounding Kristina’s guts until she shatters, one raw, shaking orgasm after another. Maestro slides his cock into her empty cunt while the fist stays buried in her ass, the two rhythms battling inside her. He pulls out, slams straight into her stretched asshole, and Isis works beside him, trading strokes. JP plants seven hard cane and paddle shots across the soles of her feet, each blow jerking her forward onto the dicks still buried in her holes. Isis pulls away, trades hands for implements, painting fresh welts while Maestro pins Kristina’s skull and floods her throat, cum spilling over her chin and cheeks. She hangs there, wrecked and dripping, every hole used, every limit crossed.