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Date: Thu, 11 Nov 1993 01:25:28 UTC
Subject: Review: GangBang FaceBath
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Status: RO
Title: GangBang FaceBath
Company: Rosebud Productions RB-147
Director: Rex Borsky
Female Cast: Lana Sands, Lacey Rose, Debi Diamond
Male Cast: Peter North, T.T. Boy, Buck Adams, Ron Hightower, Tom Byron
Rating: very high on the blood flow meter
Highlights: tons of facials (including a possible monster)
anal in all three scenes and triple penetration in two
for the men--a pretty hot Asian women and, of course, Debi
for the women--Peter in all the action and no Ron Jeremy
This is a three scene film in the Anabolic style. In general, the production
values are quite good. Lighting is excellent, the action is well miked (the
director's voice cannot be heard but the performers' voices can, also no
apparent over-dubbing), photography is clear, and the mix of close-up to wider
angle shots seems fine. Sadly, however, there is some looping. And, in the
first and the third scenes, poor editing draws attention to breaks in the action
(but, I only noticed it on the second viewing, conducted for purposes of this
review).
What distinguishes this from anything else I have seen, though, is the intensity
of the performances in all three scenes. Either these women are Oscar-caliber
actors or they actually enjoyed their afternoons of filming. For details, read
on.
Scene 1: The oral action starts immediately as an attractive dark-skinned,
small-breasted Asian women on a coffee table gulps on a large cock while being
eaten. Presumably, this is Lana Sands. It continues with three-way action as
the girl is fucked in a variety of positions as she attempts to suck on the
particular dick waived in front of her. Her projected desire during all of this
is incredible. She seems to crave cock.
The second portion of this scene depicts Lana taking on each of the four guys
one-on-one. First actor starts with anal and then ends with a facial as she
sucks him clean. Then, T.T. Boy pounds her in a missionary position with
incredible force as she screams for him to bang harder. (She must have gotten
rug burns from this.) This ends with a facial. Then, Peter North delivers what
must be a monster facial after some vigorous fucking. He blasts away five times
on her face alone as she smiles and then drinks down what he spilled. Finally,
a fourth actor fucks and then delivers the load on target. After he's done, she
greedily sucks again looking for more. Outstanding scene, outstanding
performance. I want to see more of this girl and you will too.
Scene 2: An older, larger brunette (Lacey Rose) with Peter, Ron and a third
actor. All of the action is four-way and it includes a triple penetration with
Ron Hightower in her ass. The scene ends as the three actors cum at about the
same time, two on her face/neck and Peter on her mid-section. It would have
been a big let-down after scene 1, but again, the actress' intensity saves the
day. Lacy is rubbing her clit through all of this with amazing speed.
Scene 3: I didn't think it was possible, but they included a scene better than
the first. It stars a thin Debi (sorry), Peter, T.T. Boy and one other actor in
the nastiest action I have ever viewed. (But, my experiences are limited and k
have not seen any GBG other than #10.) To describle too much would detract from
your enjoyment, but Debi talks dirty, acts dirty and gets dirty as she is
spanked, ass-fucked and tp'ed. Her energy and cock-sucking abilites are
indescribable. The one drawback is that there are only two facials, but
thankfully, one is a messy one from Peter.
the new kid says check this out and hopes you enjoyed this review.
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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."