A vagina is still a vagina, even if you can’t look all the way up it.

Some companies still have contract stars, similar to the way that some people still use ICQ

If you’re like me, nothing evokes the holidays better than the slow application of pressure to the windpipe during sex.

Jesse Jane quells resignation rumors by re-signing, perhaps resignedly.

Sorry, Fellas: he’s married.

Might the porn industry salvage from the shame of the “Flintstones” parody a searing and erotic political satire called “Yabba-Abbottabad-Do?

Because there’s more than one way women can get ropey volleys lobbed across their faces and necks

If your vagina were Christmas, I would ruin it.

If, after all this time, you have become desensitized to the creepiness implied by the title “Barely Legal,” have no fear. “Barely Legal: Baby Fat,” which further suggests a time when these women were not legal, is here.

Like the way the Gideons distribute Bibles to hotel rooms, I imagine there is a service that places waterlogged, sticky, and dog-eared gentlemen’s magazines in the woods behind schools.

“The Twilight Zone” porn parody follows the theme of much of Thomas’ free love era-inspired ouevre: Sexual repression fucks people up.

The weight of a memory she never witnesses is about to be given a new shape

“I’ve been this way as long as I can remember,” Mayes says. “I used a Ken doll’s head to rub against my clit to get myself off. Is that sexy?”

It would have been a bold act of splitting the difference for director Braun to throw in a bi/interracial/wheelchair three-way. To the tune of “Red Barchetta.”