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Subject: REVIEW: Anal Vision #16
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Date: Mon, 20 Sep 93 16:50:12 GMT
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TITLE: Anal Vision #16
DISTRIBUTOR: LBO Entertainment Group
CAST: Chandra Sweet and Sam
Valeria and J.P. Anthony
Kaitlyn and Jay Down
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SCORE CARD
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Number of Scenes: 3
Butt-fucks: 3
Facials: 3 (though 1 is not very good)
Cocksucking: 3
Pussy-Eating: Kaitlyn gets a little.
Tit-fucking: Chandra Sweet does a little.
Threeways: Nope.
Orgies: None
Kink: None
Les Action: None
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Production Values(5): 2.5 - The scenes are sharp, but they are
marred by the director trying to be arty and using video
special effects (BS).
Sexual Heat (1-5): 4 - The scenes are pretty hot, since the women
seem to be into the scenes, and they aren't fake looking
women.
Comments: This was a very good flick, as far as the sex goes, but
the use of video special effects kind of ruined it for
me, since they seemed to do it when the sex was getting
hottest.
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SCENE 1:
Chandra Sweet is a cute blonde with real, round, firm tits,
and an excellent smile. She is wearing a peach and black tight
strapless dress, black stockings and pumps. She is in a Las
Vegas hotel room, and starts masturbating while standing in
front of the window. She moves to the couch, and complains
that it is her birthday and she has no one to party with.
She slips into a dream. She's lying on her back on the couch
with her left leg off on the floor as "Sam" kneels at the edge
of the couch and fucks her cunny. They switch to Sam sitting
on the couch, and her riding facing him. We get some good
shots of her bouncing on his rod, but it is marred by the
special effects (jerky motion like every other frame is
missing.) She jams herself down on his rod pretty hard.
She then gets on her knees on the couch and starts sucking
him. She does a pretty good job of swallowing him, getting
ALL of his meat in her mouth. This would be some excellent
action, if it we not marred by the BULLSHIT special effects.
"Sam" stands up and tit-fucks her for a while as she sits on
the couch. He then sits on the couch and I guess he gives her
a light birthday spanking.
Cuts to her on her back on the couch as he eases into her ass
while she rubs her clit. He starts out slow, doing 2-3 inch
strokes.
Cuts to him sitting on the couch, with her on top, facing the
camera, away from him with his cock in her ass. No good view
of the penetration.
Next we see her on her shoulders and knees on the couch, as he
bangs her ass from behind. He pulls out, and jerks off on her
face, dumping a large messy load on her face.
SCENE 2:
Valeria was a light haired brunette. Here tits were not overly
firm, but at least they were real. She was a little on the
chunky side, but still quite sexy. She had distinct tan lines
as well. The scene starts out with the guy (J.P. Anthony)
working on his motor cycle in a garage. Valeria walks onto
the patio outside the garage wearing a peasant blouse and
skirt. She removes the skirt and top to expose her bikini.
She does some suggestive posing for the guy, then holds up a
sign that says "Let's Fuck". Needless to say, he take her
up on the offer.
She enters the garage and they start kissing, and she starts
rubbing his crotch as she sits on the motorcycle. She starts
to blow him, taking a good 6" of his meat into her mouth. She
then leans belly down across the motorcycle and continues to
suck. She gives an excellent, very wet blow job.
He gets behind her and starts to fuck her over the cycle, then
pulls out and eases it into her ass. He starts out with slow
short strokes, as she rubs her clit, then builds up to a fast
strokes.
Cut to her on her back on the cycle, rubbing her clit, as he
fucks her ass in short strokes. He pulls out and she gets on
her knees to take his load. He squirts on her face, but it is
only runny sprinkles.
SCENE 3: Kaitlyn is a very cute blonde with real, though not overly
firm tits. She has a nice ass.
Jay Down is sitting on a lawn chair reading a porn magazine,
then falls asleep. Kaitlyn drives up and goes into the
back yard where he is sitting and finds him with the magazine.
She starts rubbing his cock, (which wakes him up) then kneels
down and starts sucking. This scene is marred by video special
effects. He starts to fuck her face. This is a pretty wet
and nasty blow job.
Shes standing and he's behind her rubbing her tits. He bends
her over a table and removes her panties. He eats her out for
a while, then starts fucking her. His is again marred by
video BS including double exposures. He starts fucking her
hard and she starts talking dirty.
She lies on her back on the table, with her knees pulled up,
as he uses baby oil on her and fingers her ass. He sticks
his cock in her ass, and fingers her pussy.
Next we se him sitting on the table, as she sits on him with
his cock in her ass, facing camera, away from him, with her
feet on his thighs. She gets off him and gets on her knees,
and he unloads a messy, thick, load onto her tongue and chin.
Kurage
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