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Pornstar. When the word hits your brain, you probably picture platinum hair, massive fake tits, and a woman who just can’t get enough dick. Michelle McLaren fits that bill so well she could’ve been built in a lab for the sole purpose of draining balls. She’s five-ten with triple-D jugs and a fat ass that jiggles when she walks. She kicked off her career in 2005 with the straight-to-the-point Big Tit Anal Whores, then doubled down with Monster Cock Fuckfest 6. Watch her yank off her bra and it’s game on—she isn’t there to make love, she’s there to get hammered until the mattress complains. Off-camera she’s wrenching on vintage bikes and old cars, usually with grease up to her elbows. But when the cameras roll she’s glossy, naked, and taking pipe like she’s on a timer. One look at her oiled-up rack and you’ll see why “pornstar” might as well be her middle name.