BANGable: Isn’t That Their Job?

Bangable, or as the cover has it, BANGable, is one of those Wicked movies that exists solely to exist. Where a lot of them have themes (think Cock Star or Trashy MILFs), Bangable is just here to deliver five hot scenes with girls who, were they not bangable, would likely be out of work, at least in the porn industry. Some of them have little vignettey bits of plot, some don’t, but they do all feature bangable girls, if your taste runs to the Wicked.

Jodi Taylor‘s ass looks amazing in that yellow spandex, but it looks more amazing out of it; fortunately, the pants don’t last long – Mr. Pete understandably wants to get at what’s under them. This is one of the scenes with no plot, but it’s okay – Jodi wants the same thing, and they don’t bother wasting any time.

Gianna Nicole is so distracted by her jerk boyfriend that she puts her soccer ball in her locker. Coach Clover can tell things aren’t going right for her so he calls her into the office to fuck her, which is the best way to get a college girl to settle down. She’s down with the plan, it turns out, and welcomes the opportunity to get some action from a man who’s not annoying and mean.

It turns out Clover’s not just a soccer coach – he’s a personal trainer too, and he’s just as handsy and inappropriate in that job. Fortunately, he has two hands, because when Jenna Ashley takes exception to him and Krissy Lynn sweating all over the equipment, he decides she could use some attention too. Krissy doesn’t mind sharing, and she even helps out with making sure Jenna’s pussy is taken care of.

Whitney Westgate has some new bathing suits to try on, and it sure would help if best friend Jessy Jones could help her decide which ones are sexiest. He’s trying his best not to show rather than tell how much they turn him on, but the best way to get a girl to work hard for your attention is to keep texting your jealous girlfriend, and the friendly fashion show turns into a hot fuck, So much for the friend zone.

Seth Gamble is having trouble scoring at the club, but apparently Destiny Dixon has a hankering for a giant douchebag tonight; fortunately, this is the kind of club where shallow beautiful people can fuck in the corner, and in spite of the fact that he is dripping with outraged girls’ drinks, he manages to rise to the occasion.