Danielle Peart

Danielle Peart calls herself Bambi because she’s from North Carolina, and she’s a little ditzy, a little blonde. I don’t remember the deer flicking his bean in the Disney version, but I’ve always had a hard time paying attention to movies I can’t jack off to. I think my 2021 edition will be at least a little better in that respect, even if I didn’t end up fucking Bambi up the ass. It turns out she’s not interested in working with guys on account of a boyfriend who doesn’t like to share. She asked if I could get her a girl to bang, but it was too short notice. Instead, she installed my dick and we shot Danielle’s first solo scene.

Bambi works four jobs, including stripping across the country as her main gig. “I’m usually the baddest bitch on the pole when I get there,” she told me, so naturally, I wanted to watch her work. Since she’s also a legitimate, no-bullshit construction worker, I had her combine skills: Bambi stripped down to her skirt, spread her butt cheeks to give us a peek at the goods, and then hung a large photo of my huge dick on the wall. It was well hung. She clearly knows a thing or two about handling a cock, though that’s the only demonstration I got.

Since Bambi wasn’t going to give me a blowjob, I had to find out what else she could do with her mouth. Would you believe me if I told you she could rap? I was skeptical, too, so she put her legs up and spat a freestyle while I stared at her twat. Danielle told me the only reason she’s in porn instead of breaking into the rap game was her undying love of erotic modeling. She also called out Riley Reid, whose music Bambi thinks is “garbage.” Do I smell a freestyle battle coming, or is that just the aroma of porn poon?

Once she got the wicked flows about her milk tits out of the way, it was time for the main event: Danielle’s masturbation scene. She started by licking her fingers and pinching her sensitive pierced nipples. Bambi did all her piercings herself, which may be why I didn’t get to impale her mouth or butthole with my dick like I’d been wanting. Her clit’s not pierced, though, because “you don’t mess up a perfect thing.” You do, however, diddle the hell out of it on video.

This ain’t your typical pussy-fingering scene, because Bambi has more talents than just hanging photos and busting sick rhymes. This chick can put both legs behind her head, no problem, and doesn’t mind sticking a finger in her pooper. Bambi thinks she may have squirted once in her life (“I mighta just peed”), but she makes up for it with the most impressive queef control I’ve ever seen or heard. After putting on a pussy fart concert worthy of Carnegie Hall, she rubbed her clit until she came.