There is something about a nice pair of tits on a crazy girl that is nigh-irresistible, especially when both the tits and the crazy are as memorable as those displayed by the boob-polar Kelly Stafford. Read a short case history after the gap.
Just look at them – heavy enough to be full and round and deliciously pendant, but not so big or gravity-ridden as to be droopy or saggy. It's like the god of breasts (who should have been named Mammon, but that was already taken) reached down and gave them to her as some sort of compensation for being absolutely nuts. They are as perfect as she is buggy.
Kelly starred in a couple of dozen movies back in the late nineties, always with Rocco Siffredi, always doing something utterly fringey – dwarves, trannies, golden showers, public sex, assaulting convention-goers – and she was never less than riveting. Wild-eyed and nearly frothing, Kelly always made for a hell of a show. Sometimes you wonder if the universe really is in balance, and then you see something like this, and a sense of peace settles over you. Or you have to jack off. Different people find Nirvana in different ways, I guess. · Kelly Stafford at IAFD.com (IAFD.com) · The Best of Kelly Stafford (gamelink.com)