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Well, I picked up this movie on the weekend to catch one of my favorites
- Trixie Tyler. While Trixie's scenes were ok, I was blown (oh, how I
wish) away by a gal named Cherie Lawson. YOW!
Who is she and what else has she been in? Help Peter.
Premise: Trixie owns an art gallery and there's a painting in it that
arouses the passions of those who view it. Ok, no plot here - but that's
not the reason I rent porn flicks. :-)
Scene 1. (Cheri and some pony-tailed tattooed fellow with a wierd dick,
but he can use it - and no, it's not Marc Wallace).
Anyway, Cheri is a tall blonde with real tits (large, long, and floppy)
Funny these days how floppy tits are such a turn on - it's such a rarity.
and looks great in her short skirts. I should have noted the director
and camerman cause they did everything right for my tastes. I hate when
the gals just jump out of their sexy clothes, and prefer the fondling and
views of partially exposed ladies. They do this well with lots of
fondling of those beautiful tits followed by some great cocksucking. Oh
yeah, this guy's cock is brown half way up and white the rest of the way.
Rather different, but an interesting gauge to watch as her lips work him
over.
Now Cheri isn't gorgeous, but boy is she sexy, with a body that won't
quit and an onscreen presence that is relaxed, playful and all smiles - a
real turn on. She reminds me of a combination of Kay Parker and Sandra
Scream. After working on him for awhile, Cheri gets her turn. What a
great scene with great filming. She takes those legs that must be 4
miles long and spreads them to show off her great trimmed pussy, which she
stretches for him to give her a good tongue lashing. The camerman is down
below looking up to a perfect view of her spread legs and delectable
pussy, her wonderful breasts and playful smile. He then uses three
fingers on her for a bit before standing between those great gams and
fingering her pussy while she strokes him (another big turn on for me).
Next he enters her and they do the standard stuff before he puts on a
condom and does some anal with her kneeling. Soon she turns over and
pulls her legs way back giving a great pussy view again before he enters
her anally once again. He finally pulls out and comes on her pussy.
Now, I'm not really an anal fan and have never tried it, but I think this
gal could make me a convert. I do prefer the oral finishes but due to
the anal it's quite forgivable, and besides the scene is incredibly hot,
and what's better, she has another scene later.
Scene 2 Trixie and a gal named Tina (I think) girl/girl
Not really my cup of tea. Some dildo work between them.
Scene 3. Cheri Lawson and Jake Steed (I think that's him, the young,
fairly light black fellow with a fair dong on him)
Another great scene. The only short coming was not keeping her in her
clothes a little longer. I would have loved to have seen her short
dress hiked up to her thighs, legs spread and some finger play. Oh well,
the scene is still terrific. He licks and fingers between those long,
gorgeous legs before she give his dong a good licking. Fairly standard
fucking here and unfortunately, no reverse cowgirl. But we do get a
great payoff. She dismounts him and sits at cock height as he jerks
himself towards her mouth. She licks on the tip all the while waiting
for him and he finally delivers. She laps it as it comes - and swallows.
Boy do I love this gal, and smiling all the while. The load delivered
was nothing like he gave to Trixie in Gang Bang Girl #1, but it's still
great to watch.
Scene 4. Trixie and don't remember who.
Again, Trixie didn't do much for me in this flick although she looks cute
in her artsy clothes. She does some standard stuff and some anal. The
guy dumps it on her rear.
Well I guess you can tell that I'm quite taken by Ms Lawson. If anyone
knows anything about her (I've never seen her in anything else) please
let me know.
The Art of Sex is definitely worth a rental, not for Trixie but for Cheri.
Thom
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