Daddy Fuck My Ass: No Reason Not To
Fauxcest isn’t really my thing, but even if Burning Angel is jumping on the stepdaddy/mommy/sister/brother bandwagon I’m happy to watch, just because I like the Burning Angels. This is desert island porn for me, especially with fresh new punk and alt-girls coming along all the time. Sloane Synful is a great example; even if she’s squeaky clean and has fake boobs, she’s a cutie, and her scene with Tommy Pistol in Daddy Fuck My Ass is both hilarious and hot. It’s nice to see Tommy cut loose a little again, and it’s nice that Joanna Angel gives him the latitude to do so. The rest of the scenes are hot as well – even Steve Holmes, who is as funny as a stick of wood, manages some personality – but Sloane and Tommy’s is a standout, even by Burning Angel standards.
Holly Hendrix has been kicked out of music school, and she’s home to see whether her fallback position is still available. Her fallback position, as it happens, is on her knees, and Steve Holmes knows she’s a whore just like her mom, so he tells her that – just like mom – she should be able to suck dick like a pro even if she can’t sing. Speaking of whores, she owes him twenty-five grand for music school, and he figures at a hundred dollars a pop, she can fuck him for a couple of years to pay him off. He’s a dominant daddy, and he slaps her tits, fucks her throat, and hammers her tight pussy and ass until she takes his load in her open mouth.
When Tommy Pistol catches Sloane Synful smoking topless in the backyard, it’s the last straw – for both of them. If Mom knows he let her smoke, he’ll be in big trouble, so he gives her a spanking, but it turns out she loves it, and he’s got trouble of a different kind. Sloane is a smoking hottie, a mohawked punk with big fake tits on a waif-thin frame, and Tommy is in rare form. I’ve seen too much of him being serious lately, but he’s got some room to goof here, and it’s great to see. This is a fun scene, even when they settle down to the serious business of fucking – Sloane can really take a pounding, in both pussy and ass, and I hope to see a lot more of her soon.
Anna De Ville‘s cooked dinner for daddy, but he thinks it looks disgusting, so Steve and Anna order a pizza instead – as long as mom’s and , they have to find something to do for the forty-five minutes it’ll take till the pizza arrives. Steve trots out an old quote about sex and pizza, which applies to Burning Angel movies as well – when they’re good they’re great, and when they’re bad, they’re still pretty good – and starts to undress Anna in order to give her some sausage before the pizza arrives. Anna handles his advances the way any normal daughter would – she lets him fuck her in every hole, eats his ass, and takes his load on her face.
You’re not going out like that, says Mark Wood when Alexa Nova tries to head out of the house dressed like a Gothic whore, although his objection is to the color rather than the under boob or the camel toe. Take those clothes off and go to your room, and his eyes bug out when she strips. She needs a little discipline, he says, but doesn’t even bother with a perfunctory spanking – it’s more a matter of teaching her to suck cock and take a big dick in the ass, but he and I suspect she doesn’t need any training there. It seems like anal is a skill she’s been working on, and the bendy little redhead – check out how she gets her leg behind her head – begs for more until Mark blows his load on her face.
