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Subject: Review: Andrew Blake's Desire
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First of all, let me thank the Director for reviewing this first. I have never
seen a Blake movie and so decided to check it out after reading his review,
even though many frequent reviews rip on him like fresh meat. Keep in mind
this is my first review, and I want to thank Peter Van Aarle, J Grouch, the
Director, and the Imperator for all their great reviews which have set an
example:
Andrew Blake's Desire, VCA, 1995 with Racquel Darrian and Savannah on the cover
in red dresses.
First scene: Savannah & Jon Dough, intercut with brush strokes and Zara rubbing
her tits and pussy and later masturbating with a paint brush inserted in her
vagina. Savannah blows John, he eats her, they fuck on a wooden bed/couch, and
he cums on her asscheek. Lukewarm scene. Savannah may be beautiful to look at
but she's a fucking cold fish, God bless her soul. She has no enthusiasm, like
it was obvious she was fucking just for the money and was too dumb to do
anything else than lie back and bear it.
Second Scene: Zara and Amber Lynn (looking very much like Janine) watch two
brunettes cavort on a staircase and do a g/g scene. Zara and Amber then take
out gold and silver dildoes and fuck each other's pussies with them. So far
I'm impressed with the tape quality, the sound, the angles, and all, but MY
DICK'S NOT EVEN HALF HARD. THEN, Peter North (in dark sunglasses) crawls down
the stairs followed by Vivianna. He eats her, then she RC's him while they're
both on the stairs. Intercut this scene with Racquel(?) sucking and caressing
a purple dildo. More of Peter North and Vivianna, he riding her, then she
sucks him off. He points his dick at her, jacks off, and cums an AWESOME facial
all over Vivianna's face while she closes her eyes. I'm starting to enjoy this
movie.
Third Scene: Zara Whites and Marc Wallice. This scene is another
"aesthetically" pleasing setting, with the hills in the background and a pool
with modern columns. Marc swims up to Zara when she dips into the water. They
kiss, fondle, then next shot they're both naked next to a white pillar with
mountains in the distance. Zara stands while Marc eats her, grabbing his hair
and grinding her pussy in his face. Then, next shot close up of Zara kissing
his dick lovingly, slowly, and then sucking him slow. Good shot of her lips on
his dick. They spoon near the water, then a cowgirl with both of them
partially in the water, then a real hot RC that ends with Zara jacking him off
onto her stomach and bush. Ahh, those gripping hands of Zara's...
Fourth Scene: Racquel and unknown guy, with another unknown guy taking pictures
while the two kiss and fondle. Racquel blows first guy with his pants on, then
a doggie style on the stairs. Next scene with a missionary on the stairs, then
a standing doggie. Racquel is a lovely woman and I'm beginning to admire that
luscious body. She kneels in front of the guy, sucks him off pretty well, then
he jacks off and climaxes on her chin, dripping more cum on her neck and chest.
Wow! Racquel does something next which makes me blow my wad: With the cum
beautifully on her chin, neck, and breasts, she rubs the semen lovingly all
over her now slick neck and those delicious breasts. Her hands caress the
semen into her skin slowly like soapy lotion. Awesome.
Fifth Scene: Some guy, a blonde, a brunette, with Zara painting each other and
impressing their bodies with bright paint on white paper. I found this dull,
so I fast forward.
Sixth Scene: Randy West and brunette and Zara. Randy eats the brunette, then
Zara walks in. Zara and the girl suck off Randy with his pants on, then Amber
strokes herself. Amber looks SO sexy with her fingers in her pussy, her legs
spread wide for all to see that she's vigorously playing with herself with a
wonderful expression on her face. Randy fucks Zara by missionary and doggie.
Then, he fucks those beautiful breasts on the brunette until he cums with a
partial facial on her left cheek, her chin, and her neck. Fair facial.
Seventh Scene: An attractive dyed blonde strip teases for Zara while Zara
(naked in a raincoat) watches and rubs herself. Whoa, MTV trip, with a music
video graininess and shifting from B&W to color. Another blonde, this one real
HOT, joins the first and they move real sexy-like, rub breasts, eat each other,
and play. Very different from normal porn scenes and something you don't
expect, the hip music and music video nudity. Lovely scene, but NOT the most
arousing. I mean, I always like to look at young naked women, especially when
they dance and their breasts jiggle, but my dick was soft. You gotta hand it
to Blake for originality in porn though.
Eighth Scene: Zara and Savannah. Zara eats Savannah on a black carpet. Wow,
Savannah's blondeness is striking on black, so kind of visually stimulating.
Zara fucks Savannah with a gold-tipped dildo, they 69, then Savannah fucks Zara
with the dildo. What made this scene slightly arousing was that Zara's pussy
was so moist, and I loved the camera close-ups of her face. Scene ends movie.
In conclusion, let me just say that past attacks on Blake I can finally
understand. It does seem that Blake seems to focus more on making his movies
visually appealing in a mainstream kind of way rather than on sexual energy,
the performers being into the sex, and the "raincoat round-up" (as coined by J
Grouch). An awesome combination would be a Blake movie with his direction and
scene after scene of women taking it facially, jacking off guys into climax,
with some anals and a dp or two for emphasis. Many other movies I've watched
tend to focus on dick in vagina closeups and standard predictable fucking that
gets very boring and repetitive. On the Imperator scale I would say that the
two facials, the beautiful women, the originality of Blake's direction from the
run of the mill, and the number of times I was bored (few) would merit Andrew
Blake's Desire a 3.1. The two great scenes were Vivianna's facial and the
Racqel Darrian cum rub, with a wonderful introduction to Zara's sexual talents.
All in all, worth your rental if you're tired of bad camera lighting, shaky
angles, and obstruction of scenes that are all too common in porn today and
want to watch a quality tape with the wife that won't make you afraid of being
thought of as a perv. The facials make this movie and push up the rating a
lot, so depending on how you like the image of cum splattered on a woman's
face, you may downgrade the rating by .5.
Tigger
169 “I can arrange all that.” Such Apaches as had not gone back on the war-path returned to the States with the troops; but there were five months more of the outrages of Geronimo and his kind. Then in the summer of the year another man, more fortunate and better fitted to deal with it all, perhaps,—with the tangle of lies and deceptions, cross purposes and trickery,—succeeded where Crook had failed and had been relieved of a task that was beyond him. Geronimo was captured, and was hurried off to a Florida prison with his band, as far as they well could be from the reservation they had refused to accept. And with them were sent other Indians, who had been the friends and helpers of the government for years, and who had run great risks to help or to obtain peace. But the memory and gratitude of governments is become a proverb. The southwest settled down to enjoy its safety. The troops rested upon the laurels they had won, the superseded general went on with his work in another field far away to the north. The new general, the saviour of the land, was heaped[Pg 305] with honor and praise, and the path of civilization was laid clear. Parliament met on the 10th of January, 1765. The resentment of the Americans had reached the ears of the Ministry and the king, yet both continued determined to proceed. In the interviews which Franklin and the other agents had with the Ministers, Grenville begged them to point to any other tax that would be more agreeable to the colonists than the stamp-duty; but they without any real legal grounds drew the line between levying custom and imposing an inland tax. Grenville paid no attention to these representations. Fifty-five resolutions, prepared by a committee of ways and means, were laid by him on the table of the House of Commons at an early day of the Session, imposing on America nearly the same stamp-duties as were already in practical operation in England. These resolutions being adopted, were embodied in a bill; and when it was introduced to the House, it was received with an apathy which betrayed on all hands the profoundest ignorance of its importance. Burke, who was a spectator of the debates in both Houses, in a speech some years afterwards, stated that he never heard a more languid debate than that in the Commons. Only two or three persons spoke against the measure and that with great composure. There was but one division in the whole progress of the Bill, and the minority did not reach to more than thirty-nine or forty. In the Lords, he said, there was, to the best of his recollection, neither division nor debate! His cheek paled for an instant as the thought obtruded that the man might resist and he have to really shoot him. "Good, the old man's goin' to take the grub out to 'em himself," thought the Deacon with relief. "He'll be easy to manage. No need o' shootin' him." "Them that we shot?" said Shorty carelessly, feeling around for his tobacco to refill his pipe. "Nothin'. I guess we've done enough for 'em already." John Dodd, twenty-seven years old, master, part of the third generation, arranged his chair carefully so that it faced the door of the Commons Room, letting the light from the great window illumine the back of his head. He clasped his hands in his lap in a single, nervous gesture, never noticing that the light gave him a faint saintlike halo about his feathery hair. His companion took another chair, set it at right angles to Dodd's and gave it long and thoughtful consideration, as if the act of sitting down were something new and untried. "Besides," Norma said desperately, "they're only rumors—" "Oh, I've found a way of gitting shut of them rootses—thought of it while I wur working at the trees. I'm going to blast 'em out." During the next ten years the farm went forward by strides. Reuben bought seven more acres of Boarzell in '59, and fourteen in '60. He also bought a horse-rake, and threshed by machinery. He was now a topic in every public-house from Northiam to Rye. His success and the scant trouble he took to conciliate those about him had made him disliked. Unprosperous farmers[Pg 124] spoke windily of "spoiling his liddle game." Ditch and Ginner even suggested to Vennal that they should club together and buy thirty acres or so of the Moor themselves, just to spite him. However, money was too precious to throw away even on such an object, especially as everyone felt sure that Backfield would sooner or later "bust himself" in his dealings with Boarzell. "Let's go home," she said faintly—"it's getting late."