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Evil Angel, 1989
Dir: John Stagliano & Brandy Alexandre
CAST:
Tianna, Brandy Alexandre (check out her web page), Sharon Kane, Fallon, Bionca, Randy
Spears, Robert Bullock, Peter North, Randy West, Jeremiah
Logan. Cameo: John Stagliano
SYNOPSIS:
In a bit of in-joke irony, Brandy plays a woman who
things blow jobs are "icky." Her sister and friends all love
them and try to convince her to change her tune. By the
end... does she ever! Since this vid had more plot than most,
I will reiterate same as I go...
THE ACTION:
Under the opening credits we see Brandy riding down the boardwalk
on a bike. She comes to a stop where the camera takes in her every
inch as she rubs her privates against various parts of the bike.
A very erotic little sequence. Better than most credit sequences
(a scrolling list of names against a color background).
The movie starts with Tianna glomming some money off her sister
Brandy so she can get a haircut. Some serious flirting between
Tianna and John Stagliano happens here as they wait for their
appointments. The clothed chemistry between the two of them is
felt more than in most naked scenes.
Finally, Randy Spears calls Tianna in to get her hair done. He
finishes her hair, and as he does, she's subtly stroking his cock
through his pants. His reactions to this are true to life, as he's
trying to discern whether a pass is being made or she is just
adjusting her hand...
Well, she has no money (so she claims) so can't something be worked
out? What makes her so sure he'd be interested? His boner.
Tianna, Randy Spears
Opens with her blowing him, followed by him returning the
favor. A lot of spit from him leaving Tianna glistening.
They fuck and she blows him again. He stands over her as
he jerks himself off and cums on her hair, cheek,
shoulder and back.(Volume: 3; Effect: 1)
We then cut to Sharon Kane, Fallon and Brandy talking on a couch.
In a seemingly improvised scene (the improviser's crutch "anyway"
is invoked a lot...) we get to a flashback where we see
Fallon, Robert Bullock
Robert Bullock (as fine a porn actor as they come, IMHO)
desperately seeks a blow job. His wife, brandy, thinks
they're icky and won't give him one, so won't Fallon?
She hems and haws and finally gives in. She blows him
and then they 69. It ends with her asking him to "fuck
my face" which he does. He cums all over her face and
hair, and afterwards she studies his cock. (Volume: 3.5; Effect: 3)
As Rob is cumming on Fallon's face, we hear the apartment door
opening... Brandy is back from the laundry room! The video speeds
up and we get some quick "silent movie music" as our heroes quickly
get dressed...
Cut back to the couch as we hear Sharon Kane tell us how she's
"paid the plumber" with a good BJ.
Sharon Kane, Randy West
Randy's a plumber... he's come to fix the sink. Sharon
can't pay him, but she can blow him! He hems and haws
and finally gives in. She blows him and sucks his balls.
He cums (I think.. it might be spit :-) and she rubs it
on her cheek. (Volume: 1; Effect: 2)
Cut back to the Hair Salon where Tianna is getting her hair washed
after her earlier cum bath. She uses the old "I haven't got any
money" routine that worked so well with Randy Spears. Peter and
Bionca buy it and service her hair needs while she services Peter's
dick!
Tianna, Bionca, Peter North
This pairing was something to look forward to and it was
not disappointing, though a little on the short side.
Tianna and Bionca have been hotter together, but that is
not to say that this scene sucked. There is a lot of ass
shots in this scene, which is fine because everyone has
a nice ass (even Peter... maybe... I'll have to ask my
wife :-) There's some spanking and some digital/anal
insertion.
It ends up with Peter fucking Tianna doggie
style as Bionca watches, resting her face on Tianna's
back. Peter pulls out of Tianna and blows 8 (!!!) shots
Bionca's way, most hitting their mark. The ones that
missed missed because of poor velocity, not poor aim. (Volume: 5; Effect: 3.5)
So now we still have to get Brandy into the picture. She still
hasn't done anything except whine how icky BJs are. So Fallon and
Sharon decide to call a plumber whose pipe *they'll* service.
While the cast list sounds cool, everyone is involved at
different times... It starts with Sharon blowing
Jeremiah then Fallon joins in for a few licks. Finally
Brandy can't take it anymore and she jumps in! Sharon
and Fallon retire to the bedroom for a so/so girl/girl.
Brandy blows Jerry for a while, then he fucks her doggie
style as she rests on the toilet (is this a tribute to
Pachard or what?) and then she blows him again. He cums
quite a bit in her mouth which dribbles down to her chin
and just kinda hangs there, daring gravity to do its
thing. Brandy continues enjoying his cock after he cums.
Brandy gets best line in the movie for "You don't mind a
beginner, do you?" (Volume: 3; Effect: 3)
Now that she's had some trouser meat for dinner, she needs more!
So she gets *her* haircut, and tells Peter she has no money. (How
the salon makes money who knows... but I'm sure its fun to work
there!)
Brandy Alexandre, Peter North
She blows him, and in a testament to Peter, he hits her
face a few times, cumming across a sink. When his shots
taper off, Brandy goes in for the kill. She ends up with
a nice faceful. (Volume: 5; Effect: 3.5)
Peter North isn't enough either... time for her long suffering
husband, Robert Bullock. He comes home from work to find Brandy
waiting for him in a teddy and garters. She unzips him right there
in the entry hall and blows him!
Brandy Alexandre, Robert Bullock
A quick blow job and she takes an excellent facial. it's
not a "monster" by definition, but it would make the
"good" list. (Volume: 3; Effect: 4)
So endeth the movie.
CONCLUSION:
Not a bad little video. An attempt was made at a story
and some points are given for that. The sex scenes were a
little short, but there were a lot of them and they all ended
in facials of varying degrees. The beginning of the video was
full of teasing and flirting which I had hoped would carry on
through the vid, but alas, did not.
RATING:
The average volume was 3.35, and the average effect was
2.85, for a CumShot Average(tm) of 3.10. The story adds another
quarter point, but the lack of heat in some of the scenes subtracts
that much. Re-watchability is not high here, so take off a tenth
point. so I'd give this a solid 3.00.
Check out information for this movie at Heretic's Adult Film Database: Blowing in style (1989).
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