Barely Legal Southern Belles

Time will tell if the South rises again. (Spoiler alert: Probably not, until Red State goobers stop voting against their best interests.) But Barely Legal Southern Belles will certainly cause an uprising in viewers’ overalls. The parade of fresh peaches ripe for the plucking, sucking and fucking starts with Alice Lighthouse, who’s caught plowing her own field by a backwoods cum-slinger who’s more than willing to lend her a hand. Lithe, trashy and eager to please, Lighthouse exudes all the charms to be found below the Mason-Dixon line; her pussy probably tastes like cotton candy and tobacco juice. She drops to her knees, choking down her partner’s shaft like it was a corn dog at the county fair. Lighthouse’s mate proceeds to reenact the Battle of Fort Sumter on her snatch, bombarding it with relentless ramrod thrusts. Jizz-bombs burst in the air and land on Lighthouse’s cunt flaps as she surrenders in a heap of sexual exhaustion. Taut-framed, blond belle Laura Bentley offers up some Southern hospitality to a wizened old handyman, bouncing her pretty mug on his lapdog. Bentley’s snatch gleams enticingly in the sun as she draws her Daisy Dukes down to get drilled with hillbilly abandon. Hot like Texas in July and steamy like a Florida swamp, Belles will have you bellowing a rebel yell, crying, “More! More! More!” Order your own copy by calling 800-763-8271 ext. 7675 or visit HustlerStore.com.