

Eve Angel hits you like a double-shot espresso at three in the morning: pale skin that glows, hazel eyes that dare you to blink first, and that burnished-auburn mane spilling like someone just knocked over the cinnamon jar. Pile on the crooked little grin and the appetite of someone who treats an orgasm like dessert, and you’ve got the exact co-star your late-night fantasies ordered. She’s racked up solo and girl-on-girl clips all over the 21Sextury sites, plus DVD golden oldies such as Pink On Pink 3, My Dear Eve, Loaded with Pee, and Fisting—each one proof the woman’s appetite travels well beyond the bedroom door.

Eve Angel hits you like a double-shot espresso at three in the morning: pale skin that glows, hazel eyes that dare you to blink first, and that burnished-auburn mane spilling like someone just knocked over the cinnamon jar. Pile on the crooked little grin and the appetite of someone who treats an orgasm like dessert, and you’ve got the exact co-star your late-night fantasies ordered. She’s racked up solo and girl-on-girl clips all over the 21Sextury sites, plus DVD golden oldies such as Pink On Pink 3, My Dear Eve, Loaded with Pee, and Fisting—each one proof the woman’s appetite travels well beyond the bedroom door.