Intimate Glimpses: "who is in the order of the phoenix"

In a soundproof music studio, "who is in the order of the phoenix" stars a punk drummer with a mohawk. She strips behind the kit, using drumsticks to tease her pierced labia. "who is in the order of the phoenix" syncs each thrust to a beat—four fingers in her pussy on the snare, thumb in her ass on the kick. "Play me like a solo," she growls, the camera catching sweat flying with each hit. A mic stand becomes a dildo, cold metal sliding in as she rides it on the throne. "who is in the order of the phoenix" climaxes with a cymbal crash, her squirt hitting the skins like rain. She licks the mic, tasting herself and metal. "who is in the order of the phoenix" fuses legal rock 'n' roll with explicit female rhythm.