Reflections(by Jamal Dunbar)
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Subject: Dunbar Review: Reflections (w/Mimi Miyagi & Nikki Randall)
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# Reflections
c 5.2 1995 Fat Dog, Paul Norman
. Mimi Miyagi, Steve Drake {pc.D}
. PJ Sparx, Vince Voyeur {pc.M}
. Nikki Randall, Mimi Miyagi, Jane Blonde
. Nick East, Debi Diamond
. Mimi Miyage, Vince Voyeur, male
Plot: Mimi decides to return to making adult videos.
SCENE 1: Mimi discusses returning to adult videos with her supposed
boyfriend, Steve Drake. Then they fuck. Another cable-ready scene.
Yawn. Condoms are used in every boy/girl scene in this video.
If hadn't been told this was Mimi Miyagi, I probably wouldn't have guessed.
She's sporting a darker tan now and a humungous pair of horrible fake tits.
Their not quite as large as Bunny Bleu's new breasts, but they look even
worse. (When they hang down, those disgusting creases form on the sides.
It really grosses me out). Her body is still trim, but her face has lost
it's cuteness. She look looks a little worn, and she's overly made-up, so
she is pretty much indistiguishable from any other second-string porn
queen.
SCENE 2: Porn stars Vince hear the new of Mimi's return on X-TV.
Vince decides he wants to be in the movie and fucks PJ as a warm-up.
PJ got my attention. Too bad she's paired with that oily, long-haired
cretin, and spelling wiz, Vince Vouyer [Sic]. He really gives me the
creeps. I think it's his dark beady eyes and vacant expression. Sorry
Vince. What's with these guys and the fucking long hair, anyway? I try
never to bad-mouth the ladies. But the guys are fair game in my book.
Maybe, I'm just jealous.
This is the only scene I really liked, because PJ is so hot. It's an
agressive/belligerent fuck on both their parts. At one point, Vince cuffs
PJ's face (very gently), at another he has hands on her throat. The
scene suffers from a lot of very noticeable looping.
SCENE 3: Three ladies in a hot tub. Standard lez faire.
I fast forwarded through the set-up. I think Nikki was supposed to be a
producer, or something and the blonde girl was supposed to be a bribe for
Mimi. Nikki looks very sharp in business attire. She looking a little
older, but still as cute as ever, despite a modest breast enlargement.
Nikki was the real reason I rented this video. Unfortunately, this was her
only sex scene, so I was extremely disappointed.
SCENE 4: Nick East and Debi Diamond work on the script for Mimi's return
video. This involves dripping hot wax on Debi and some oral sex, but
no intercourse. Double yawn.
SCENE 5: Mimi peforms in her video with Vince Vouyer and Gerry Pike.
Here we go loop-de-loop again. Why bother? FF. End of tape.
CONCLUSION: You can (and should) find something better. Even if you are
a die-hard Mimi Miyagi fan, it's probably better that you remember her
the way she was. If you were wishing that Mimi would come back to porn,
this video may make you wish she hadn't.
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