It’s not many early-'70s skinstresses who make their way into a true classic of modern cinema, but that’s precisely what the crotch-hardening Elizabeth Harding managed to do. Following a full-frontal explosion in the 1972 blaxploitation classic Hammer, Lizzy then moved on to an obscure little flick called Your Three Minutes Are Up (1973). (Baby, three minutes is all we’d need!) Ms. Harding’s third … Join Mr Skin to read her entire Biography
breasts, bush Liz jubilantly strips for her bed mate, baring quicky-quick full-frontal . . . then brief left loblolly and side bunster as she gets out of the sack. (78 seconds)