Chanel Preston Electro Fucks Dahlia Sky

Chanel Preston stands over Dahlia Sky. Her eyes pin the girl in place. Dahlia kneels, trembling, already slick between her legs. The first zap from Chanel's hand hits the inside of Dahlia's thigh and she yelps. Pain blooms, then folds straight into heat. Chanel moves the violet wand down Dahlia's spine. Tiny purple sparks kiss every inch of skin until the air smells like ozone. She pushes the e-stim plug deep into Dahlia's ass. With one twist of the dial, the current hits. Dahlia's back bows. Her breath stutters. Chanel watches every twitch. She wants more. The samurai comes next. Thick, rigid, live wire. Chanel sinks it into Dahlia's cunt and turns the voltage up until Dahlia's voice cracks around a sob that sounds almost like gratitude. Another zap. Another. Chanel licks a slow stripe through soaked pussy lips, tongue flicking, tasting electricity on skin. Dahlia's thighs shake. Her hole clenches around metal and current. Chanel presses the wand against one nipple, then the other, drawing white arcs that make Dahlia scream. When the orgasm hits, it comes in hard pulses. Her whole body seizes, locked tight around the live plug in her ass and the charged rod in her cunt. Chanel keeps the voltage steady. She licks through the spasms, tongue working the swollen clit until Dahlia comes again. Harder. Wetter. Chanel doesn't stop. Another zap. Another moan ripped out raw. Dahlia Sky is shaking, dripping, taken apart on the floor while Chanel Preston keeps the current flowing.