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Like you, I was once 12 and can see the appeal of huge boobs, especially on someone as pleasant-seeming as Devin Taylor, who throws them this way and that in flesh-loving publication Score’s Devin Does South Beach.

Taylor often looks like Flower Tucci’s agreeable, heavier sister.

Also like you, I haven’t seen South Beach since Scarface, and so was keen to see Tony Montana’s old booger sugar stomping ground.

But Devin doesn’t “do” South Beach as much as appear adjacent to it, preferring to squeeze, soap, and wrap her boobs in rented Dade County rooms and pools. I believe they had to use a special camera to capture the blessed event.

But don’t be hard on Devin Taylor for giving South Beach short shrift: she has HUGE BOOBS, after all, and that used to count for something in America. Still, that does not give her the right to spell “masturbate” wrong; it insults the intelligence of today’s sophisticated porn consumer.