Rachel Roxxx Rocks Virtual Reality

November 4, 2015

Hey everybody, it’s a new day. And, it’s that time again.

A new Naughty VR was unleashed this morning.

This time featuring the legendary Ms. Rachel Roxxx. Rachel Roxxx VR porn: oh, happy days.

My earliest memory of Rachel is poignant.

It’s burned into my mind’s eye.

It involves the smoking-hot starlet posing doggy style on a table while getting thumped by some uber-aggressive degenerate.

Rachel seems to be kind of a natural for these rough “punishment” type scenes.

There’s something about her particular brand of sexiness that you just want to…yea…you just, deep-down, want to… grab her and thump her hard. But, first things first…

I want to thank all the repeat visitors. You notice these days that thank yous just don’t seem as popular as they did some years back?

Likewise with, “You’re welcome.”

I was buying some Juicy Fruit last night. I tell the cashier, “Thanks.” And, the girl doesn’t say anything. Is it that stressful to just say, “You’re welcome.”

Basic, simple civility…it’s disappearing.

And, that’s a bad thing. I’m becoming an grumpy bastard, but I do wear bikini-style briefs.

I’ve been buying a lot of them lately. I especially like the Body Glove ones. I stumbled across them on sale a while back: it was like a four pack for six bucks. And, I got hooked.

You ought to see my collection. Don’t get jealous!

Anyway, up for analysis this morning is Naughty’s 18th VR release.

Yes, they’re adding up fast. Time goes so fast.

Anyway, this one’s called Fuck The Stripper. You have to love these titles that get straight-to-the-point.

And, you know…the whole stripper thing truly taps into a rich, deep vein in the male psyche.

At least it does in my case!

But, yea…the stripper thing runs deep in man’s brain. I think part of it is because…a stripper is such an intense focal point—literally!—of raw, male sexual desire.

When the stripper’s twirling about the stage, cheesy music in the background, all of those man eyes are burning into her parts…

And, all of those man brains are thinking, “I want to fuck her!” And, you imagine yourself fucking her.

And, you know that it would be so rewarding…because you know that while you’re thrusting, you’ll be thinking, “I’m fucking this hot bitch that every man out there is aching to fuck!

And, I’m the one pumping!” …as you start bucking harder… And, naturally, you pop your bolt after two-and-a-half thrusts…

I remember one time, years ago, I was in this restaurant, by myself, sucking down beer and eating a steak. I see this redhead at the bar, by herself.

The girl’s got a nice face.

And, consensus seems to be forming that this is really the quality that makes or breaks VR. I agree.

And, when she pulls her hair back, you can really get a good estimation of her beauty. I’d like to see her hair straight and pulled back in a ponytail with her full face always in view.

But, I’d like a lot of things…and, I don’t get shit. I can’t even get…

Oh, never mind. So, yea… There’s just all these people … and… ah, never mind.

Anyway, we can only assume that Mr. White made a favorable impression, because before you know what’s what his funstick is in Rachel’s piehole.

Prior to that, she does a dance in her stripper bikini…and, man…those sequins in VR really had my head kind of spinning.

It’s hard to explain.

Just watch it.

Prior to that, we get a glimpse at Rachel’s acting skills.

And, while it’s safe to say the girl’s not going to be winning an Oscar any time soon…it’s also safe to say that we sure as shit don’t want to see Meryl Streep disrobing in virtual reality!

And, she’s beautiful.

And, she’s got a duffle bag at her feet.

I end up talking to her, and it turns out, she’s a stripper, and things are going wrong for her, and to condense this story…

She ends up staying with me for four days.

During that time, there’s sexy fun time galore and it seems like 25% of the time she was crying in the bathroom: she wasn’t happy with her life.

But, who is! ….

You’ve got men in this world wacking with headsets strapped to their faces!

 

I mean…who the fuck is happy! Anyway. Let’s get back to this Rachel movie…

Here’s how it goes… uber-alpha and always reliable stunt cock

Mr. Chad White’s waiting on his couch.

It would appear, he met a stripper last night, and she’s on her way.

She arrives, and it’s Rachel Roxxx, of course, wearing a very sweet, ingenue-style dress.

She looks just like a beauty you’d love to introduce to mom and dad: “Parents, this is Rachel. She teaches Sunday school. I met her in the library.”

Rachel comments, essentially, that this style of dress reflects who she really is…this is her real identity. This could potentially raise an interesting tangent, but I’d rather talk about Rachel’s face.