Francesca Felucci

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I had heard of Francesca Felucci but never, to my recollection, seen her photos before today. In the box cover above (top pic) she looks a bit like a cross between Prinzzess and Mercedes Ashley, two of my favorite models. Francesca has some beautiful galleries at her Official Site (bottom two pics), including many gym-themed scenarios. I like Francesca’s words from her Hotmovies.com Star Page:

“I think it is important to take care of your body. So I work out to stay healthy and keep in shape. I need to keep my power because I like to have wild sex.”

Click here for sizzling XXX clips of Francesca from Milf Squirters.

XO Tanya

 

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El Pollo Loco Wishes, Subway Dreams

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Thank you, Mikey!! See that big smile on my face in the top pic? This morning I was foraging in my cupboard for a box of cereal when I remembered the Subway cards you sent from my Amazon Wishlist. I have been counting my pennies, waiting for an influx of money ever since paying taxes last week. With great zeal I took a portion of your generous gift and enjoyed a freshly made breakfast sandwich and coffee at my local Subway. In the shots above I am wearing the official colors of the Subway corporation.  Tonight I will likely hit El Pollo Loco with another gift card that you sent. Muuuaaahhh!!!

XO Tanya

P.S. Don’t want to provoke any concern for my welfare. I am not impoverished or starving. Think I can speak for many LA residents when I say that 90% of my income goes toward paying monthly bills/cost of living expenses. When an extra bill arrives (taxes, car repair, veterinarian, etc.) it takes a week or two to recoup from the episode. Fortunately I have earned a black belt in bargain shopping and have wonderful friends who indulge me with gift cards from my favorite establishments 😉

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Home Gym

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I rarely enter a gym anymore unless I am shooting. Home exercise options have improved dramatically. Mainly I love to jog but I have been having a long, slow recovery from December 2013 surgery on both my feet. Last month, just as I was beginning to jog regularly again, a ligament snapped inside my ankle. Now I have almost fully recovered from the sprain. Determined to keep my body in working order I have made a wonderful discovery: online yoga at MyYogaWorks.com. They even have a few classes specifically designed for runners. Love it, love it, love it!!! I purchased a 6-month membership via LivingSocial.com for $12!! So awesome – I love good deals and I love MyYogaWorks – they have all types and levels of yoga classes. Just thought I would share. Yoga does wonders for body, mind, and any pesky injuries that may be nagging you.

Hope everyone is having a great week!

XO Tanya

 

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Battleground Zero

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(Most Americans will recognize a reference to the old Dukes of Hazzard TV show in the description of this video. Not sure if Dukes of Hazzard enjoyed any popularity outside of the US. Just imagine if someone tried to put a TV series like that on the air today – two redneck white boys wreaking havoc in their vehicle with racially charged logo. Rest assured that Lesbia AKA Stacey Cash thoroughly kicks my ass during our interracial confrontation.)

Southern superheroine Miss Confederate embarks on a mission to crush the tough, urban street fighter known as Lesbia (played by Stacey Cash.) Within the spartan confines of the General Lee, a bright orange Dodge Charger adorned with her trademark battle flag insignia, Miss Confederate prowls the back alleys of Los Angeles. At last she ascertains the whereabouts of Lesbia’s hideout. Alighting from her ride Miss Confederate flexes the muscles of her upper body, nearly causing gigantic breasts to burst through the seams of her tightly laced supersuit. This shameless display of white moral power creates a dynamic wave of reaction in the densely populated neighborhood. Miss Confederate bolts up ten flights of an exterior fire escape to confront Lesbia within the most sacrosanct region of Lesbia’s home turf..

Stacey Cash and Tanya Danielle star in Battleground Zero, an interracial superheroine sexfight featuring catfighting, lesbian domination, verbal abuse, and forced orgasm. This is a vintage, softcore video shot by LA custom video pioneer Mike Raffone.

 

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Nina Ferrari

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Nina Ferrari and I first met on the set of Babes Illustrated 11. You can see us on the box cover (top pic) flanking beautiful, raven-haired Czech pornstar Nikita Denise. My initial sighting of Nina occurred in the bedroom of the Malibu mansion (middle pic) where we shot our sex scene. She had just entered the XXX industry and looked fresh, radiant, and enthusiastic. Later I learned that she, like so many pornstars of the era, had worked as a stripper for years before venturing into the world of adult videos.

In the short time I knew Nina we did numerous scenes together, including my favorite for legendary director Jim Holliday’s High Desert Dream Girls (scene 6.) Some considered Nina “difficult” but I found her candor and assertiveness to be refreshing, especially in an industry where too many actresses allow production teams to call all the shots and push them into doing sex acts that they had never intended.

Eventually Nina drifted away from the adult film industry while continuing to perform on the feature dance circuit (bottom pic is a promotional flyer from March 2015.) I hope that someday she and I have a chance to reunite for another videotaped encounter!

XO Tanya

 

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Bedtime Wishes

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Thanks so much to the generous individual who sent me a brand new futon from my Amazon Wishlist!!! I have received mail at the same family-run location since nudie magazines used to print “fan club” addresses for adult models. Last week the matriarch of the clan who operates my mailbox center called to say that I had received a giant package too heavy for me to handle on my own. I waited until today when a friend with truck assisted me in bringing it home. As of yet I have not unpacked the futon since I am waiting on a friend to pick up my old one. Over the past two years my cats have turned the old model into a funhouse, tearing up the fabric which covers the frame so they can tunnel deep inside of it. Although still functional this classic piece of furniture looks quite disreputable. Nonetheless, my friend’s son wants it for a man cave.

I chose this new futon very carefully: the metal frame has no fabric over it and fitted covers will protect the mattress itself. When I unpack it this weekend I may discover the identity of the sender. For now I send thanks to the mystery individual who has graced me with such a wonderful gift. MUUUaaaaahhhh!!!

XO Tanya

 

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Running Water

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My Maori fish-hook pendant broke yesterday while I was packing for a shoot. The bone snapped in two, startling me as it shot a surprising distance across the floor.  Hours later I began feeling really ill. I proceeded to load my car with a suitcase full of wardrobe, still intending to forge ahead with life as normal. Suffused with stubbornness, feigning good health I pulled a 40-pound bag of pine cat litter from the car and carried it two blocks home. Luckily for me the elevator doors parted like the gates of Heaven when I stepped into the lobby of my building. I made it to my bathroom just in time. One can no longer deny sickness whilst lying on the shag floor mat in one’s bathroom and watching the room spin. Today I feel better but last night passed slowly. This morning I texted Jon the cameraman to cancel our shoot. Part of the message read: “Afraid to drive anywhere for fear of suddenly needing a bathroom.”

At 9am I had to move my car or else risk a $50 ticket. I hoisted myself from bed, beleaguered and grumpy, acting like the Universe had lain a monumental burden across my shoulders. By 9:05am I was merging into traffic to prowl the neighborhood and find a parking spot in an unrestricted zone. Many blocks later I saw a lady in a sweat suit trying to flag down passing motorists. Her dreadlocks bounced as she waved her hands in the air. I pulled over and she looked relieved. Turned out that she needed someone to jump start her car battery so she could get to a dialysis appointment. Thus began an embarrassing episode in which I could not figure out how to unlatch the hood of my car, then couldn’t find the metal stick to prop it open, then discovered I had parked too far from  the lady’s car for the jumper cables to connect to both of our batteries. In the midst of all this a third woman had stopped to help. Finally I offered to use my AAA card to get a jump start.

The third woman left and the first lady and I fell into conversation. She introduced herself as Kyle, explained that her car had turned into a lemon, and that she had called AAA so many times that she had exceeded her allotment of service requests. Kyle, who looked about 65 or so, smiled throughout the recitation of her circumstances and continued trying to flag down passersby while I waited on hold with AAA. Cars, trucks, buses, taxis whizzed past us until a man in a large cargo van slammed on his brakes. His shirt bore a name tag along with the logo of his employer. Quickly, methodically he connected jumper cables and got Kyle’s engine running. She gave him a big hug, thanked me graciously, and motored off to dialysis.

I found a parking spot and then stopped at a store to get some fluids to replenish my dehydrated body. While waiting in line I typed a text message, failing to realize that a woman badly needed help getting a load of packages through the door. I apologized after the fact, seconds after she had dragged all the merchandise to a nearby countertop. She seemed to think I did not mean the words and I felt foolish for having my attention so thoroughly focused on a cellphone, bane of present-day society.

Upon arrival at home I felt a little ripple in the environment, maybe heard a bit of laughter in the air. My eyes fixed on a sign which read: “Water will be shut off in entire building from 9am-6pm on Monday, April 13″. Gremlins had broken my necklace, made me sick, and now turned off all the water on a day when I intended to convalesce. I remembered Kyle and smiled at fate. If a senior citizen on dialysis, who has no reliable transportation or anyone to assist her on a regular basis, can maintain her good attitude then I have no right to complain about anything. Ever.

Above photos illustrate a plethora of running water. In the last 24 hours I think the Universe unleashed a series of events to cleanse my consciousness and remind me to show a greater appreciation for both my surroundings and my fellow humans.  I intend to do so. Additionally, (after 6pm), I will enjoy my next shower, functional plumbing, and flushing toilet like never before.

XO Tanya

 

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