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Latex Lovers
Burning Angel · March 7, 2014 ·

Latex Lovers

In the dim glow of our sex dungeon, Asphyxia Noir and Roggie squeezed into skin-tight latex lingerie that clung like a second, shiny skin. Asphyxia hauled Roggie over her knee, yanking her cheeks apart and slamming fingers knuckle-deep into her dripping, greedy cunt, pounding her with filthy, relentless strokes. Roggie ripped Asphyxia free of that slick latex prison, tongue-fucking her soaked slit while hammering fingers inside until Asphyxia thrashed and came hard, soaking her hand.
Asphyxia Noir
Asphyxia Noir
Roggie
Roggie
Booze Ruse
Burning Angel · December 20, 2013 ·

Booze Ruse

Pete and Asphyxia stormed into the bar, only for the bartender to take one look and refuse to serve them, growling that they looked nowhere near 21. Desperate and pissed off, they tried to snatch some bottles and got busted mid-heist. Asphyxia leaned in, voice dripping with bratty lust, ranting that she was young, furious, and just wanted to get blackout drunk and fucked raw. She could vote, drive, and shoot porn if she felt like it, yet somehow booze was forbidden? The bartender's eyes darkened as he decided this punk schoolgirl's tight little body needed to get cock-drunk and sloppy long before turning 21. Fuck it—they might as well turn the whole thing into a filthy, spit-roasting threesome right there.
Asphyxia Noir
Asphyxia Noir
John Strong
John Strong
Mr. Pete
Mr. Pete
Asphyxia POV Sex
Burning Angel · August 14, 2013 ·

Asphyxia POV Sex

Asphyxia greedily groped her soft tits and slick pussy through her tiny slutty lingerie right in front of the window. The goth whore dropped to her knees and went to town, slobbering all over that thick cock until spit and precum dripped everywhere. Her hungry eyes locked up with pure lust while he rammed it balls-deep down her throat. Mr. Pete bent her over the chair and hammered her tight dripping pink from behind, then she climbed on and rode him like a filthy animal with that strong greedy pussy, milking every inch until he exploded. You'll fucking love it too.
Asphyxia Noir
Asphyxia Noir
Pussy and Heels
Burning Angel · February 8, 2012 ·

Pussy and Heels

Brian Street Team hit the jackpot when he stormed into Asphyxia's shoe shop, cock already throbbing for a wicked stiletto heel to stretch and grind against his meat. Asphyxia was a total heel whore herself, so she dropped to her knees and offered a filthy "fitting"—deepthroating his shaft to gauge every vein before spreading wide and letting him slam into her soaked cunt for the perfect, dripping measurement.
Asphyxia Noir
Asphyxia NoirBrian Street Team
Wet Plate Photography Makes Me Wet
Burning Angel · September 7, 2011 ·

Wet Plate Photography Makes Me Wet

Asphyxia, the sultry librarian with a filthy weakness for metrosexual art freaks, felt her soaked panties ruin the second Danny Wylde started name-dropping obscure painters. She couldn't hold back—grabbing him by the collar, she shoved him between the tall stacks, dropped to her knees to choke on his cock, then climbed him like a desperate slut and rode him raw against the shelves until the books rattled and her moans echoed through the quiet library.
Asphyxia Noir
Asphyxia NoirDanny Wylde
Passion In The Porn Store
Burning Angel · January 14, 2011 ·

Passion In The Porn Store

Asphyxia stormed into the seedy porn shop dripping with anticipation, desperate for her idol Joanna Angel to scrawl a filthy autograph across her tits. But the second she approached, Joanna sneered and launched a barrage of thick, gooey spitballs straight at her face, splattering her cheeks and leaving her soaked in humiliating slime. Heart pounding with rage and shame, Asphyxia marched straight to the manager, who lived by the sacred rule that the customer is always right. Without hesitation he grabbed her by the hair, hauled her into the grimy bathroom, bent her over the filthy sink, and rammed his thick, throbbing cock balls-deep into her dripping cunt, pounding her so hard the walls shook while she moaned like a desperate slut. Now that's premium customer service.
Asphyxia Noir
Asphyxia Noir
Tommy Pistol
Tommy Pistol