I have always been fond of Jayna Oso who, lamentably or not, is no longer in porn. Hers was the first gangbang I witnessed (thanks to Jeff Mullen/Will Ryder, who is wrongly convinced that I hate him), then I saw her on the set of the regrettable “Alpha 15,” and then, finally, she showed up in a downtown warehouse in March, 2007, on an instructional film being shot by my dear friend and vocal coach Jamye Waxman.
Oso belongs to a proud line of pornographers who have taken their names from streets in Porn Valley. Oso (which means “bear” in Spanish for readers unfamiliar with our ways) is a north/south street in Northridge, very close to Mason, perpendicular to Rinaldi, and parallel to the Ronald Reagan Freeway, which is the most unfortunate porn name ever [Tiffany Ronald Reagan Freeway only made one movie, my 2006 thinkpiece "The Bedwetting Puppeteers"].
I mean, look at this goddamn picture. Have you ever seen Accessibility so personified as in Oso’s capable frame? Head down, nipples erect on natural breasts, a tramp stamp pointing exactly where you are required to be, haunches tensed, and beads of natural lubricant trickling down her probably-ovulating body.
I need to go.
Previously on Porn Valley Observed: Jamye Waxman—the Female You; Alpha 15; On the set of “Six in Me“
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Jayna Oso was fun to watch, and damn she looks good sweaty and nipply.
You do God’s work, Mr. Ponante. God’s work.
I feel very comfortable accepting that definition of God’s Work.
I was in LA this past week for work and took the Metro train there for the first time ever…damn if I didn’t nod grimly at the sign for the Laurel Canyon stop.
Your grim nods are legend along the articulated busway.