Over the weekend I decided to rent Anabolic's "Butt Banged Bicycle Babes".
Just a quick note that this is the first Anabolic and specifically anal tape
I've seen, so I'm not particularly used to this genre.
Misty Rain acts as hostess on a bike with the seat replaced by a dildo and
introduces the scenes which supposedly come from fan's letters.
The first scene features Draghixa riding through the woods on her way to Biff's
house when she happens upon 5 guys (Jon Dough, Gerry Pike, Marc Wallice, Guy
deSilva and some French guy), and a "mini" gang bang ensues. Most of the guys
spent most of their time jerking off, and only the French guy butt bangs her.
I counted only 4 facials at the end, so I guess someone wood fell down. :-)
Gerry Pike and Sean Michaels are over at Max Steiner's and when a plethera of
excuses threatens to cancel a shoot, Barbara Doll rides by. I've never seen
any of Steiner's stuff, but he 'directs' the action here. Basically we cut
to shots of him looking though a frame made with his fingers. Pretty pointless
to have him here IMHO. Barbara gets a DP with Sean in the back and a double
facial at the end. Nasty!
Francseca Le and Misty Rain manage to seduce Gerry Pike and Chad Thomas by
offering "If you catch us you can fuck us...in the ass" as they cycle on by
them. I think I could probably break some Olympic records with an offer like
that waiting for me. Misty does anal with Thomas as well as Pike! Chad
shoots his load on Francesca's pussy and Misty cleans up after. Then Misty
catches some of Gerry's kiwi banana (I had to write this review so I could say
that) juice in her mouth and drips it into Francesca's mouth and they share.
Next up is first-timer on-screen and first-timer anal Marolin with Mark Davis
at the sea shore. Davis does a real good job of getting her ready, taking his
time, etc. (unlike some male performers with 2 initials in their name). The
scene seems slow, but it is first-time anal, so I wasn't expecting a hardcore
performance. She's a big voluptuous blonde with a somewhat scary face. I've
had worse though.
The last scene is one of the best. Yvonne and Kim Chambers bike on over to
Stagliano's house where Mark Davis is cleaning the pool. Lots of butt
munching here from John. There a great part where Staglino is looking to the
side then looks in front and sees Yvonnes butt in his face and he lets of this
sort of 'what a pleasant surprise' sort of gasp. Yvonne get anal with Davis
while Chambers gets it from Stagliano. Then Chambers is hosed down thanks to
some bottled water and Davis does her. I don't know how many time Stagliano
cums in this scene, but it's definatley a lot. He keeps coming and coming....
After the film we get lots of outakes from the making of the video.
This is quality production- hot scenes and 2 hrs. of hardcore sex. I liked it.
The liked the scene in the desert with Misty and Francesca. Maybe it's because
I like Misty.
rating: 4/5
-Ron
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."