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From: [email protected] (Joel Mathias )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.movies
Subject: Review: Private Triple X #1 - more from the Private porn factory..
Date: 15 Aug 1995 21:55:51 GMT
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Private - Triple X numeral uno.
Starring: Andrea, Kristy, Jacqueline and two other women that deserve
top billing.
Rating:
Pick one: If you watch porno for the movie (like I do most of the
time), you could probably pass on this one. If you watch porno acts
and gratification, then a double-anal at the end of this tape should
have you clawing like a hungry bear cub at the video counter for your
copy.
This is the first (hot off the presses folks) Triple X video magazine
>from the Private porno factory. It offers highlights and behind the
scenes footage from the Phillippines and Seychelles island (beautiful
scenery) and four action featurettes.
Triple X is a video I always wanted do myself if I had the money and
willing participants (minus the yawn behind the scenes diddling). It
would be a somewhat personal video that shows the people in addition to
some real hard-core nasty sex in long and short formats (i.e. sex with
lots of foreplay culminating in a much anticipated climax and some
quick and dirty action). Unfortunately, Triple X didn't really keep my
attention span long enough to make me want to remember, or buy or, or
even copy it for that matter. Its same'ol stuff.
The first 10 minutes is behind the scenes from "Arrowhead" and
"Apocalypse Climax", both shot in the Phillippines. We see the actors
and actresses, digital cameras, hostile natives with guns and we get
details on the shoot (like they used some of the crew that did
Apocalypse Now! and Delta Force). Triple X also gets personal with
Melissa Hill (a cute brunette) and Tammi Ann (that super horny American
energy bomb). There are some clips of my favorite Private babe Monica
(yummy).
The sex starts with an orgy with three guys (one French guys names Yves
I think, hell they are all named Yves) and two delightful looking
blondes. Typical Private action include a RC with her legs together in
the air (would it still be a RC?) that looked very hot but culminated
with one weak and one somewhat voluminous facial.
On to three guys in a wood shop working on a boat. Enter the bosses
daughter, a decent looking brunette. Usual comprehensive Private sex
though: oral, missionary, side, side anal, RAC, tits up DP, AC, DP.
One average spurt on her ass and a weak facial from two guys (boo!).
Another 10 minutes is given on behind the scenes at Seychelles (what a
job) and a personal interview with Kristy, a petite breasted, long
hair, very cute blonde. She has those light-blue doll eyes that make
guys go goofy. Well she ain't innocent. Her sex scene starts
immediately with the usual through use of positions: spool, RC, RAC,
RACDP (sounding like Good Morning Vietnam more and more). A couple
weak facials.
Jacqueline (star of Samba reviewed earlier) is a blonde that doesn't
really turn me on. She did a good anal in Samba but it just doesn't
work here. More of the same. Two weak to average facials (some volume
but more like a sprinkler effect).
Okay, I know you perverts have been waiting for this, the DAP.
It takes place on a boat out in the water with a brunette that looks
like a TV mom (just appearance, not age). Triple X doesn't waste time
with much foreplay before going straight to anal. This lady takes a
hard and zippy spoon-feeding before doing a reverse anal cowboy (with
blow job, arhh arhh arhh). We get some confusing slo-mo with gaping
butt hole and facial expressions before the DAP. The brunette's DAP is
breasts down on her knees and the guy on top fucks her arse as if there
ain't another dick in there (i.e good thrusts). I hope there was some
looping involved here, the DAP lasts for a quite few minutes. There
are some more gaping shots before a weak facial (causing her to know
both guys overboard for their lack of volume).
Perversion patrol:
we have - anal fingering, ass licking, facial with eye-shot (two small
bursts), pierced bewwy button, one ass to mouth, gaping buh-ho with
slo-mo, double anal penetration with movement, and RC with legs
together:
Database stuff: (PG stands for Private Girl, probably easier to
document Private babes this way since they use first names).
PG Jacqueline: DP and w-a to average facial
Unknown brunette: DP and w-a facial
Unknown brunette (mom): DAP and w-a to average facial (if you find a
name, post it).
PG Kristi: DP and average facial
PG Andrea: a-g facial (I think its Andrea, I'll have to dig up some
magazines to prove it).
J - the grouch
P.S. to Private.
If you dildoes are going to continue to feature facials as the climax
to EVERY scene, GET SOME WOOD THAT CAN DO THEM! WE WANT MESSY, NOT A
DICK SNEEZE!
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."