Tory Lane has two rules. Don't touch her tattoos & don't beat the shit out of her face. Talk about high standards. But this fiery eyed goose neck isn't fucking around. One of her costars decides to test her anyway, resulting in a brief but epic rage quit.
I've always enjoyed the finer things in life, namely the Wendy's Cheddar Lover's Bacon cheeseburger, Cuba Gooding Jr. films and watching twats get used up like a Stretch Armstrong doll. Just watch.
