

Horror flicks have always been the easiest on-ramp to the big time for porn girls, and Angelina Armani's proof that the shortcut actually works. Those curvy, tits-on-display roles were basically invented for her. Most chicks fumble the damsel-in-distress stuff; Angelina sells every scream like she's been doing it forever. Fresh out of acting school she ditched Brooklyn for LA, chasing runway dreams. Then the cameras turned her on more than the catwalk ever could. Exhibitionist streak kicked in, her agent got a call, and suddenly she was on her knees in some sweaty studio, ass up, getting dicked on film. Now she bounces between blood and boning like it's nothing. One day she's shrieking through Fear Clinic and Chromeskull, the next she's riding dick for Wicked in Reform School Girls 5. She always brings the goods, and her fans—horny guys tracking both her careers—eat it up every single time.

Horror flicks have always been the easiest on-ramp to the big time for porn girls, and Angelina Armani's proof that the shortcut actually works. Those curvy, tits-on-display roles were basically invented for her. Most chicks fumble the damsel-in-distress stuff; Angelina sells every scream like she's been doing it forever. Fresh out of acting school she ditched Brooklyn for LA, chasing runway dreams. Then the cameras turned her on more than the catwalk ever could. Exhibitionist streak kicked in, her agent got a call, and suddenly she was on her knees in some sweaty studio, ass up, getting dicked on film. Now she bounces between blood and boning like it's nothing. One day she's shrieking through Fear Clinic and Chromeskull, the next she's riding dick for Wicked in Reform School Girls 5. She always brings the goods, and her fans—horny guys tracking both her careers—eat it up every single time.