Pamella Page's Porno 4 Portables Photos and Videos

11/15/2009 - Naked Girls Smoking brings you Pamella Page — Truth is we didn't even get to the clip of Pamella Page before the crook of our work out pants was sullied with the salty essence of pre-cum. Just one look at Pam's highly perched ass, and it was pretty much all over. But if you do make it as far as the shot of Pamella and her spread legs, you'll have to agree that this is one of the hottest women [a Jessica Biel comparison comes to mind] you'll ever feast your eyes upon. Where does Kick Ass come up with all these sultry babes? There must be some pretty deep pockets in that executive office. Because how else do you explain the fact that women like Pamella are willing to compromise the glittering enamel of their smiles with tar and nicotine? Proof, again, that a whore will do anything for cash. Of course they won't do it for us, but that problem is resolved by owning your own porn company. That way, beauties like Pamella will be blowing smoke up your ass all day long.

3/23/2009 - Naked Girls Smoking brings you Pamella Page — Smoking may be a bad habit, but Pamella Page knows how to make it look damn good. Take the way she gently cradles the smoke between her index and middle fingers; its as if the butt was meant to be there. You can't imagine her naked form without it. Though I may be getting a bit romantic in my old age. But this isn't about me, its about the lovely naked girl holding the slender white tube in her hands. Putting it to her mouth so she can take in all of its poisons, breathing in danger. Pamella is exactly the kind of girl you want to bring home to mom, especially if mom is a long-haul trucker that smells like a overflowing ashtray in a back alley.

2/01/2009 - Naughty Bloopers brings you Alexia Riley, Candy Estefana, Karianna, Kayla Marie, Loni, Pamella Page, Paris, Rossana De La Vega, Starr McKinnely — In observance of an old and quaint lesbian ritual, Alexia Riley invited a bunch of her friends over for a party where they all got naked, compared navels and sailor tattoos; talked about professional women's golf, drank rotgut, spit in coffee cans and smoked everything from cheap cigarillos to expensive cigars. As gatherings go, it was really quite something else. Too bad you couldn't have been there, because the stories women tell when men aren't around are usually at the man's expense. You think it's your brio, bank accounts and stout cocks that keeps them quenched and satisfied? Think again. Oh, the things you learn. And some things are better left unknown.