Christina Lee
So dirty!
Christina Lee’s a blonde with blue eyes. Petite doesn’t cover it—she’s five-foot-two, a hundred and ten pounds, and somehow still owns every room. Numbers on the tape say 34B-24-37, and the B-cups might be small, but they sit high and proud like they’re daring you to look away. It’s the ass that finishes the argument: high, round, unmissable. You’ll forget her cup size the second she turns around. She’s dabbled in foot stuff, toes in mouths, soles on laps, but hardcore is where she actually lights up. Give her a hard scene and she grins like she’s been waiting for it all day.
Christina Lee’s a blonde with blue eyes. Petite doesn’t cover it—she’s five-foot-two, a hundred and ten pounds, and somehow still owns every room. Numbers on the tape say 34B-24-37, and the B-cups might be small, but they sit high and proud like they’re daring you to look away. It’s the ass that finishes the argument: high, round, unmissable. You’ll forget her cup size the second she turns around. She’s dabbled in foot stuff, toes in mouths, soles on laps, but hardcore is where she actually lights up. Give her a hard scene and she grins like she’s been waiting for it all day.