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Date: Wed, 25 Oct 1995 12:31:25 UTC
Subject: Review: World According to Max 1 - EXTRA
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Status: RO
Here is a review of Max's latest. It is pretty good. Reminiscent
of
some of the finer Anal Adventures of Max Hardcore tapes. It
consists of three scenes. Almost equally interesting is the
commentary
shown between the scenes. Max "bares all" and discusses some hot
topics. Here is my review.
Herbie
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The World According to MAX #1 - Southern Cross
Starring Glaucia Gozalez (f); Kim Kummings, Davia
1) Max in Sao Paulo, gives us a long tour with Marco, his trusty
guide. They get a beer and then meet up with Glaucia. She looks
young. Very nice body. Starts with a choke filled deep throat.
Then
he screws her on her back. This is followed by some heavy fingering,
sans thumb. Then he anals her doggy while spreading her pussy open
(gets a little gassy). He flips her over for some more anal on her
back
and eventually adds a dildo to her pussy. He pulls out and goes
ass-to-mouth for a BJ, and blows his load on her face and mouth. He
is
unhappy and starts calling her a dumb cunt since she won't smile at
the camera. After a few moments he remembers that she doesn't
understand English (maybe he's the dumb one).
Still in Brazil, hangin' with some homeys. Then he flies back to LA.
Then - COMMERCIAL BREAK #1: Max is looking for models.
Recruiting segment. Then a new feature, the Max Mailbag. He reads
some letters from some fans.
2) Max meets Kim (brunette, big torpedo saggy tits, OK legs (well
there's a bit of cellulite on her thighs), non-shaved bush. She has
a
nasty mouth. She likes to swear. Gets as tiring as his diatribe.
He
fingers her and pulls her pussy wide open. She fingers herself
pretty
well also. Then he screws her on her back. Then more fingering.
Her face is older and kind've lame. They add a dildo while he
fingers
her asshole. Then he anals her on her back. Then she reams her own
asshole with the dildo for a bit while she sucks his dick. After a
blow
job he anals her doggy. he does a mini anal cum then a nasty Max
facial. She spits all over the camera afterwards.
Commercial Break #2: Says that this new video line replaces the Anal
Adventures of Max Hardcore. He also says Hardcore Schoolgirls
replaces Cherry Poppers. They show a clip. Another clip from MAX
# 6 - Going South. He admits he cut stuff out of #6 with Candi (the
pissing - probably. Also says that someone has been pirating his
videos.
3) Max is at a Formula car race and he does some on the spot
interviews. Meets Davia, fake blonde, big fake tits, not nice
looking
tits. He takes her to his newest mansion. Scars visible from boob
job,
naval ring, shaved bush, nice ass, tattoo on left shoulder blade and
right hip. Screws her RC, then RAC, then a Max up-n-over (1:33)
then a three minute BJ (ass to mouth), then AC, then some more
plunging. He anals her on her back then jerks off on her asshole
while she holds it open and then reinserts. Not bad.
Commercial Break #3: He leads off by saying that he regrets not
having time to respond to all of his fan mail. Then he warns us
(actually he is reading a script while puffing on an unlit cigar)
that
while all this stuff looks real, that AIDS is real and that we should
all
wear condoms or get tested before doing the nasty. He say he does.
Finally he says he's like to respond to all the mail and comments he
has received over the years from people that ask why he hates and
degrades women so much (again reading from a script). He says no,
he doesn't hate women, but hates stuck up women and men alike. He
says that a lot of women like to ride in the fast lane and experience
a
little rough stuff for a wile before returning to their normal lives.
He
advises us to all ask, firmly for the sex we want and we might be
surprised by what the women will allow. He says "I don't see what's
degrading about that, if its degrading to them, its degrading to me".
"If
you don't like them (my videos), don't funkin' watch them". Then
he follows up with the don't force them to do anything they don't
want to do.
I just thought I'd add this since the subject of Max, violence and
evilness often comes up.
Peace, HTD
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