Most facials are forgettable. Then there’s the one Mofos filmed with Scarlett—a 25-year-old redhead from Portland with a septum piercing and view full a laugh that could melt steel. The shoot was chaos from day one. The original location—a rooftop helipad—got shut down by FAA regulations. Plan B: an abandoned roller rink with mirrored walls and a disco ball still spinning from the 80s. Scarlett arrived in a vintage cheerleader uniform, pom-poms in hand, ready to improvise.
The concept evolved on the fly. Instead of a standard scene, they turned it into a “cum skate” challenge: Scarlett had to rollerblade in circles while the stud chased her on a skateboard. The rink’s PA system blasted “Sweet Caroline”; every time the chorus hit, she had to drop to her knees for a quick suck. The mirrors created infinite reflections—hundreds of Scarletts blowing hundreds of dicks simultaneously. The disco ball threw shards of light across her freckled tits as she skated, ponytail whipping like a flame.
The facial was a group effort. Three additional crew members—off-camera talent—joined at the climax. Scarlett stopped in the center circle, uniform shredded, knees bruised from falls. The four men formed a square around her. On the count of three, they unleashed. The first load hit from the north—thick, pearly, splattering her forehead like birdshit on a windshield. East: a thinner stream that striped her cheek and dripped into her open mouth. South: a heavy glob that clung to her chin like melted mozzarella. West: a surprise squirt that caught her ear and trickled down her neck. get it now The disco ball kept spinning, turning the cum into a kaleidoscope of white streaks across her face.
The director screamed “hold the shot!” as Scarlett laughed—actually laughed—cum bubbling from her lips. A production assistant tossed her a pom-pom; she used it to dab her face like a makeup sponge, smearing the load into war paint. The final frame frozen: Scarlett mid-laugh, face a Jackson Pollock of semen, disco lights strobing. They kept the outtakes—Scarlett slipping in a puddle of lube, the stud wiping out on his board, the moment the disco ball short-circuited and rained sparks onto her cum-glazed tits. Mofos didn’t just film a facial; they turned it into a roller-disco fever dream that still haunts my wet dreams.