I hesitate to label this woman Ugly Girl Porn. I think she's rather prety in her own way. I wouldn't mind walking through the mall with her. But the Ugly Girl Porn designation didn't originate with me. I only mirror the sentiments of girlfriends past and present who have waded through my embarrassingly large porn collection commenting on the girls they see there. Perhaps it's the longish face or the extra bit of gumline length. You could make up your own minds. Whatever you decide, behold Melanie Malone.
Ms. Malone is among the surprisingly abundant amount of beauties I've discovered at Spunkmouth a few years ago. Everything about her drew me in: the flaming red latex fireman getup she peeled off; her inviting and genuine smile; her unnaturally spherical fake boobs (my formative years being in the 90's, I considered normal things my forefathers never did); I even liked the Rachel-esque stiffness of her hair as well as the highlights.
Unfortunately Melanie's stay in the industry was regretably short. Her output is few and hard to find. I have to make do with the Spunkmouth scene which invariably brings me joy.
Which brings me to the point of this post: Melanie Malone, you make me happy. If by some strange quirk of fate you are reading this, I would like to thank you.
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