Kirra Lynne, rangy in her black fetish attire, arrives pissed-off and punchy in a garbage bin rolled onto premises by Mike Angelo and David Perry, the two of them in bathing suits and serial-killer masks. She smacks around the two goofballs before shaking her black-pleather-covered ass for the camera. Kneeling in a office chair, Kirra starts sucking cock, the guys spinning her around as they take their turns. After a couple of long bouts of fellatio, Angelo curls up with her and starts pounding her pussy spoon-style, as Raul’s veiny, bulging arm comes out from behind the camera to choke her, cutting off her windpipe. Pressing her shoulders against the floor, Kirra gets a frantic piledriver from both front and back, Angelo paddling her ass as he dips in her pussy. She goes for a cowgirl ride on Perry, then some more side-saddle fucking as Angelo stands over her face, fucking her mouth before squeezing out every drop of a large load on her face. She tries to shake some off her face, but Raul reaches in and smears the cum across her face and into her hair: ‘If you don’t want to swallow, you get it all over your face.’