Dry Ink, Wet Pussy
Lexi Luna
57 minutes
Milf VR
So, if you look at this reviewing overview page and the positioning checklist…and, yes, it’s lengthy material…
…But, if you did read through those pages, you’d see that, by my own clearly defined standards, there’s not much fault to be found in the fundamentals of these recent MilfVR releases: including Lexi’s new one.
So, I could potentially pontificate about things unseen: that aren’t much done elsewhere, either.
I could do the moving camera speech, truncated wishlist stuff… and mention the footage snippets from a Lethal Hardcore release I want repeated.
But, imagining the studio’s perspective, it might go something like this: These are horny, polished and professional releases. The subscribers are happy. If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.
And, yes…I appreciate that, also. I mean…these fellas are obviously capable of delivering those other things.
I sit cross-legged on my bed typing every morning. That’s what I do. I don’t have to think about subscribers, keeping a base of people satisfied, or anything similar.
But, when I wrote for the mags, it was very different. I couldn’t just go into digressions about Gillian Anderson and/or the bikini mom of yesteryear…and, how she damn well knew what she was doing, man! That coquettish cockteaser pranced about projecting such oblivious innocence. She knew what she was doing, man!
What’s here is shot beautifully. Across releases there’s consistency. Actually, to be fair, they’re improving because I now see a low framing across all positions.
MilfVR remains an easy recommendation for people seeking high-quality VR porns featuring beautiful women.
And, in this case, Lexi Luna’s…well, if you saw her out in the world, you’d nudge your friend and say, “Goddamn, take a look at her!”
And, your wide-eyed friend would say, “Oh, man!”
You’d watch her ass wiggle away as you boasted about how hard you’d doggy her: knowing you’d last for four seconds.
So, in this movie, at different points you get Lexi’s big, beautiful face—and, everything else—close to the camera.
But, what’s more…and, call me corny if you like, but Lexi also conveyed an authentic joy. It’s in her smile. You can’t fake that man. I hate phony smiles.
Here are a few pictures.