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File Date: Wed, 15 Jun 1994 21:05:09
Ultimate Pictures
Dir: Cameron Grant
CAST:
Julia Ann, Celeste, Shayla LaVeaux, Deidre Holland, PJ
Sparxx, Paula Price, Misty Rain, Dyanna Lauren, Tracy West, Woody
Long, Mark Davis, Tiffany Mynx, Asia Carrera, Aaron Colt, Micky
Ray, Daisy, Draghixa, Maeva
SYNOPSIS:
Julia Ann gets a wacky channel on her satellite dish
which makes her want to fuck and watch the people on TV fuck. She
does it well.
Scene Descriptions
These scenes are named as well, so I will go with the convention:
"Reflective Pool"
Maeva
Nice shots of a gal masturbating in a moodily-lit pool of
water.
"Hoods"
Celeste, Misty Rain
Babes in hoods and fishnet body stockings. Celeste looks very
natural and without a lot of makeup and looks betterthan I
have ever scene her. Misty looks great too. There is some
rimming here and some dildo work. A very hot scene. Julia
Ann masturbates through this (and most other) scenes.
"Tarot"
Julia Ann, Dyanna Lauren
Whatever. Dull scene. Standard lez stuff. Ho hum.
"Poolside"
Celeste, Woody Long
AWESOME! Oils and everything. These two are really into each
other, and it shows. Woody blows a massive load at Celeste's
face, she takes it all, and the director lingers on the
aftermath for THREE MINUTES! HEAVEN!
"Candlelight"
Julia Ann, Aaron Colt
Fun with a wax candle. Wax drips all over. Julia doesn't
flinch. A good scene. My notes are sketchy from here on out.
I was getting a bit aroused....
"FireDance"
Tracey West
This is in the credits, but did not appear in my notes.
Either it was very short or cut. I would be surprised if it
was cut.
It turns out, it was just very short, intercut with the "Candlelight"
scene, I believe. Tracey West sent me e-mail about it as did a bunch of other people.
Anyway, Tracy said "...It is my Famouse Fire Dance That I do as a Feature on the
road. I never really was a porn star always been a fire dancer!! That is why they had me voo doo that movie!"
My thanks to everyone who pointed this out.
"White Lace"
Draghixa, Daisy
Two gals in white lace get it on. A lovely scene. Daisy is an early incarnation of Jenna Jameson.
"Strapped"
Paula Price, Asia, Celeste
No notes on this one, other than it involves a strap on and a
large lucite dildo. I remember it as being rather good. I
dig that Celeste.
"Caught"
Julia Ann, Aaron Colt, Shayla
Again, no notes. Sorry guys! I remember it as being good.
That Julia Ann is awesome! Aaron cums on Shayla's shoulder
and Julia's tits. That Aaron is a bit of a drag...
"Industrial"
PJ Sparxx, Diedre Holland
If I recall this was in black and white and grainy. It was
pretty hot, as would be expected from these two performers.
"Blues"
Tiffany Mynx, Mickey Ray (really Mark Davis)
This guy didn't look like Micky Ray, but if they say so... (7/9/95 - It was Mark Davis) He
and Tiff go at it for a while, and he plants a load on her
face. Very nice. A good facial.
CONCLUSION:
Everybody wants to be Blake. Perhaps this guy is,
since he too is produced by Patti Rhodes-Lincoln. I've never
seen the two together in the same room....
This was a "classy" production, more in line with Blake's
stuff. There wasn't a dog in the bunch, and a lot of the
actresses looked better than they ever have. Julia Ann and
Celeste stand out the most from this tape. They are truly
exquisite and fuck good too.
Yeah, I know a lot of them are too plastic for some tastes,
but for me, its OK, sometimes.
Since I can't read my notes, I have to imagine I was occupied
with something else at the time. Maybe I was writing Lefty?
;-)
RATING: 3.35
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