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Subject: Review Time!!!: Double Loaded
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Date: 6 Apr 93 00:02:51 GMT
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This is a brand new movie that I got and from beginning to end....
I loved it.....here's why.....
Movie: Double Loaded
Players: Rocco S.(YESSSSS), Wendy Whoppers(The best tits in the world....
real and just as big as Tiffany Towers), and others. These are
new players, so I really don't recognize some.
The Game: Drug Smuggling. Business is booming, but a dealer is in
trouble so he has to escape the country...I think.
FIRST SCENE: 2 guys and 1 girl. This girl had the greatest ass I have ever
scene. Made me grab the damn T.V. I was phased for a
moment...anyway, it was a GREAT scene. Anal, DP, and
good size cocks. To end it the girl was on her back and
the big dicks were over her FACE, so you know what that means
EVERYBODY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
A CHOKER!!!!!!!!!(Say Amen!!)
All right, All right. Yes, video voyuers, a great choker
indeed. Almost brought a tear to my eye...let's move on.
SECOND SCENE: At night, a lesbian scene while the dealer watches. A great
lesbian scene. I loved it.
THIRD SCENE: The dealer and Wendy Whoppers, oh..my..God...what..big..tits.
Real, round, thick, succullent, ahem(damn drool!! Excuse me for
a second)...much better. Where was I? Oh yeah, the way the
dealer lifted her bra where the tits just BULGED on the
screen. She did a great job..HOWEVER, the dealer could not cum
worth shit. A little disappointed, but Wendy.....WENDY.....
WENDY!!!.
FOURTH SCENE: Rocco S. and some 18 year old blonde with huge tits. They did
a great job and Rocco shoots his cum a lot on her tits and
face. Not a choker but DAMN NEAR CLOSE!!!!.
LAST SCENE: The dealer makes his escape on a jet and the girl that was on
the first scene gae the dealer a sucking he would never
forget...except he just couldn't CUM. Oh well, it was still
a great scene, I'll vouch for that.
Anyway, back on the road the dealers were waiting for the next shipment.....
...did it arrive?......FIND OUT AND RENT THE MOVIE!!!!!
Excellent cumshots, excellent action, excellent angles, the dealer didn't cum
but he did a good job anyway, and WENDY!!!!........
The plot? I'm still not sure.
SCALE (1-10) * 9.6 *
Enjoy it.
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."