Dana V.
She makes a living painting other women beautiful and knows which hemline will last past next month. That is not why we watch her. Dana slipped back into the camera’s eye in 2009, a young mother with a toddler at home, and she came back hungry. She slips out of silk the way she slipped back into the business: slow, sure, and already wet. Her solo clips open with her own fingers tracing the soft rise of her breasts, then sliding lower until two knuckles disappear inside her and she bites her lower lip to keep from moaning too loud. In her girl-girl scenes the same fingers end up in another woman’s mouth, shiny with shared taste, before Dana drops between spread thighs and works her tongue in tight circles until the other girl’s hips buck and she comes against Dana’s lips. The camera lingers on the shine she leaves behind and on the way her own thighs tremble when the favor is returned. Those are the moments that made Lesbian Fever and Hole in Two the discs people still reach for.
Dana V.
She makes a living painting other women beautiful and knows which hemline will last past next month. That is not why we watch her. Dana slipped back into the camera’s eye in 2009, a young mother with a toddler at home, and she came back hungry. She slips out of silk the way she slipped back into the business: slow, sure, and already wet. Her solo clips open with her own fingers tracing the soft rise of her breasts, then sliding lower until two knuckles disappear inside her and she bites her lower lip to keep from moaning too loud. In her girl-girl scenes the same fingers end up in another woman’s mouth, shiny with shared taste, before Dana drops between spread thighs and works her tongue in tight circles until the other girl’s hips buck and she comes against Dana’s lips. The camera lingers on the shine she leaves behind and on the way her own thighs tremble when the favor is returned. Those are the moments that made Lesbian Fever and Hole in Two the discs people still reach for.
