Kate Frost Can't Stop Cumming

Kate Frost takes the jolt. Electro pads kiss bare skin, her whole body snaps tight then shudders open. She comes fast, loud, eyes blown wide. The current dies and she breathes once before another surge rips through her, dragging another orgasm straight out of her clenched belly. She keeps coming, hips jerking against the straps, every shock lighting fresh spasms that won’t quit. The voltage climbs. Her thighs quiver, then lock, then shake again as pleasure and pain blur. She can’t choke the sounds back. They spill out raw while she rides wave after wave, helpless and greedy, every shock feeding the next climax like fuel. 2002 footage shows her soaking, straining, spent but still twitching as the power hits again.