Nikki Tyler
Hell On Heels Scene 6
Hell On Heels Scene 5
Picture the blonde bombshell Nikki Tyler—icy stare, killer body, total head turner. She pops onto the scene, snaps that wicked little cameo in VR-69 with Jenna Jameson, and the whole box flies off the shelf. One cover spread later she's the girl every men's mag wants in its centerfold. Fast-forward, she ghosts the sets for a minute, then hops a tour bus with Jenna and turns dance floors into loony-tune shrieking contests. Brad Armstrong takes one look and thinks, hey, why not capture this gorgeous mayhem? So he rolls camera, cranks the heat to eleven, and out slides Hell On Heels—two hour carnival of girl-girl grinding, back-bending positions, and more creamy climaxes than you can shake a boom mike at. You sit there grinning like an idiot and you never once fast-forward.
Picture the blonde bombshell Nikki Tyler—icy stare, killer body, total head turner. She pops onto the scene, snaps that wicked little cameo in VR-69 with Jenna Jameson, and the whole box flies off the shelf. One cover spread later she's the girl every men's mag wants in its centerfold. Fast-forward, she ghosts the sets for a minute, then hops a tour bus with Jenna and turns dance floors into loony-tune shrieking contests. Brad Armstrong takes one look and thinks, hey, why not capture this gorgeous mayhem? So he rolls camera, cranks the heat to eleven, and out slides Hell On Heels—two hour carnival of girl-girl grinding, back-bending positions, and more creamy climaxes than you can shake a boom mike at. You sit there grinning like an idiot and you never once fast-forward.