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From: [email protected] (Frans Postma)
Date: 08 Dec 94 16:03:38
Newsgroups: alt.sex.movies
Subject: review: Buttslammers #2
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Hello all!
##Buttslammers #2 (all the girls are)
Evil Angel?, Bruce Seven, 1993
. Felicia, Lia Baren
. Sidney St. James, Celeste
. Felicia, Tianna, Sidney St. James, Celeste, Lia Baren [poorly-lit]
. Felicia, Misty Rain
This movie has a different setup, they try to get some plot going to
connect all the scenes...why bother? #1 was good and didn't have such a
plot. Anyway let's describe some scenes:
. Felicia, Lia Baren
Felicia is cleaning/washing a car in the carpark. Felicia is teasing Lia up
to a point where Lia actually walks to here, Felicia gets some spanking
(probably edited out in USA) and the eat each other out on the car.
That car also has some nice numberplate, which I forgot (grmbl!)
This scene is not to bad, esp. Felicia seems to have good time here.
Last part of the scene is in the pool (short though)
. Sidney St. James, Celeste
Celeste does some dancing in front of Sidney, After a lot of dancing,
she lies down and begins to finger herself. Sidney walks over and eats
Celeste, also uses a small vibrator. Celeste gets two fingers up her ass,
which seems to enjoy and she comes nicely.
After that, Sidney is blindfolded and masturbates while Celeste watches.
Celeste then eats Sidney who comes rather loudly and shaking (good:-)
. Felicia, Tianna, Sidney St. James, Celeste, Lia Baren [poorly-lit]
Take cover, here comes some major whining :-) This scene could have been
very good, but it isn't...why:
1. The lighting is stupid, whover thought it up should be shot.
Some very dim spots and 2 Maglite flashlights are used, so you can
only see a little part of what's happening....it sucks!
2. No overview, you only get a narrow view of some action.
During this scene I kept wishing they 'turn on the light' and during some 3
minutes you actually do get a fully lighted scene but then it's back to
darkness.
The scene centers on Felicia who must be taught to listed to "mistress
Tianna"...Felicia eats all other girls and she good at it, I'll have to
admit that. As far as I could see (:-( most of the girls had fun, but again
the lighting _sucked_
On to a better (lit :-) scene:
. Felicia, Misty Rain
Now this is a good scene, both girls really enjoy themselves and we get
some nice full body shots of Misty when she comes (very good). This Felica
really seems to like girls, as does Misty so this makes a perfect pair :-)
This scene is fairly long but never boring (IMHO)
Also well worth the rental, but the flashlight scene should be lightend up
:-)
2.75 points (caused mostly by the flashlight-stuff)
See You!! [email protected] --- timEd 1.01 * Origin: There
should be an origin here, somewhere... (61:100/100.12)
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