Pink Ink Review

Reviewed by Crucifixio Jones  on  4/13/2006

Pink Ink
Exquiste Pleasures/Venom Digital Media D: Jordan R. Septo. Demi Marx, Dana Vespoli, Gianna Lynn, Lexi Bardot & Adrianna Nicole. 2 hours 16 min.

Extras: Behind the Scenes, Still Gallery, Trailers.

Body art on pornstars will always be a hot button topic amongst hardcore fans. On any messageboard or public forum concerning the subject, the argument has its fair share of detractors on both sides, vehement naysayers and staunch supporters. Since the advent and introduction of "alt-porn" and its two most visible and vocal faces, director Eon McKai and goth-girl extraordinaire performer/director Joanna Angel, tattoos are slowly finding more widespread mainstream acceptance or at the very least, carving out a nice little niche. Venom's Jordan Septo is clearly amongst the body art enthusiasts. Adrianna Nicole is a blonde fuck-bunny with floppy naturals, wide tattooed hips and a mouth custom-built for giving head. Scott Nails takes full advantage of every one of her assets in a tattoo parlor chair before firing his semen to the back of her throat. Naughty nymphet Lexi Bardot tackles Lee Stone in the flick's finale. The three scenes surrounding the two previously mentioned stand out as the highlights:



Covergirl Demi Marx looks just as good as when she left, if not better (it looks like Demi's been taking good care of herself; she has a healthy glow and her smile is as wide and bright as ever) and has returned to us after a bit of hiatus sporting a sleeve on her left arm that represents her life in porno. A filmstrip winds its way around said arm, passing by a horned and devil-tailed pin-up girl who sits provocatively on the state of California on her shoulder, a Hollywood Walk of Fame star on her bicep and a hundred dollar bill near the flames on her wrist. Van Damage enters the room and says nary a word before slipping his speckled trouser snake in Demi's pussy doggie. Judging from the way Marx fell back in line so effortlessly, I'd say that anal must be just like riding a bike. Taking the facial like she never left, Demi Marx licks the underside of Van's prick to close their bit of business and is Officially back like that.



Clad in sexy black thigh-high PVC fuck-me boots that lace up the sides and Mofowear bikini, Gianna Lynn explains that her most notorious, well-known and visible tattoo, the Katin-esque huge Chinese dragon that hugs her right hip, actually covers an ex-boyfriend's name, a mistake she made at the ripe old age of 17 (alot of her tattoos, we find out, she received while she was drunk, are covers of old tats or tats she eventually wants covered). She admits that getting body art is painful but to her, pain is orgasmic and she's getting all wet and turned on just thinking about getting more. She's soon joined by Cheyne Collins, who runs his tongue over her ink and then all over her clit. Lynn goes beserk and the head she gives in return is the most enthusiastic and sloppy she's ever been responsible for. See, fellas: go down FIRST and they'll always be more than happy to make it worth your while. The two seem genuinely revved up and hot for each other when it's time to bang, Lynn breathing heavily and literally screaming at Cheyne to "fuck the shit outta my pussy!" and believe he does just that, going for broke, until he plays the "bad parent" and drops his "kids" into Lynn's open mouth as she lies on her back staring up THROUGH him. Going into this scene I was prepared to say that Gianna wasn't much of a performer (most times very passive and silent) and that her appeal lies soley in her looks (adorable model-like face and gorgeously lush all-natural body). I stand happily corrected. The "newness" has finally worn off of Ms. Lynn and I've never seen her enjoy herself more or be so vocal since she debuted. Snarling dirty orders through clenched teeth, grunting and groaning, fucking back for a change and moaning...if she keeps this up she'll be picking up a trophy or two come January. I'm still in disbelief as this is a total 180 from the Gianna Lynn I've grown accustomed to seeing. Damn, she should've gotten the cover.



If this is your first look at Dana Vespoli since her "return" you may, at first, find her hard to recognize. While the air of class, articulation and distinct womanhood remain, not alot of her old body does. Vespoli's noticeably thinner and more angular than before (she was never "thick" in the first place, just her huge ass) and whereas her body once only sported a few small barely noticeable tats, she's now working on a sleeve of them on her right arm. Dana remains an intriguing and mystifying personality not only for what she says but for the things she does. She's such a sophisticated and seemingly worldly interview but the minute the sex begins, she turns into a complete back alley slut and wanton trash-talking porn whore, smiling at the sight of cock, orgasming unbelievably with big dicks in her stretched-out butthole and most famously, sometimes licking her partners' and her own armpits. If anyone else did it, I swear it might not work, but with Dana you accept it as part of the package and for some odd reason, it's hot as hell. Lee Stone is Dana's designated driver in PINK INK and after she deepthroats as much of his serpentine fuckstick as she can, she hastily buries it balls-deep in her bung missionary. ATM still doesn't make our girl bat an eyelash and she cums so hard in reverse cowgirl anal that YOUR legs will be shaking. Stone only partakes of Vespoli's pussy at the scene's end to get himself off and land his load on her wagging tongue. Dana has a grand time just like she always did and clearly enjoys being back in the business that no doubt missed her as much as she evidently missed it. Fret not, old fans: Vespoli '06 is just a leaner and meaner version of the same.

— Crucifixio Jones