

Gia Jordan hit the screen like a hard slap. You felt her the second she appeared. In the middle of 2003 she drifted through a handful of steamy scenes, quick and careless, here then gone. What she left behind was the same every time: that bright, hungry appetite and the show of her round, heavy ass working in time with every thrust.

Gia Jordan hit the screen like a hard slap. You felt her the second she appeared. In the middle of 2003 she drifted through a handful of steamy scenes, quick and careless, here then gone. What she left behind was the same every time: that bright, hungry appetite and the show of her round, heavy ass working in time with every thrust.