These reviews were written by a man who loves black women;
hopefully these films will add to one's enjoyment of women in
general. They do for me, anyway.
My Baby Got Back Part 3
Well frankly to me parts 4,5,& 6 in this series are like the
great trilogy of black porno. Sean Michaels directed those,
and they were exceptionally hot, and displayed beautifully the
assets of such lovely women as Janet Jacme, Lana Sands, Persia,
Regine, and Dominique Simone. The first three parts weren't
quite THAT hot - but they're not bad - they're each pretty
full and feature some of the hottest black women in the industry.
(Be the first on your block to collect the whole series!).
This film starts with a bedroom scene involving Persia (filmed
when she had incredibly big fake breasts) and Sean Michaels. I
don't really like the camera angles on the fucking - what is it
Dana Carvey as Strom Thurmond once called it, "a bunch of over-sized
genitalia slammin' into each other - that's just never gonna turn
women on". (Strom went on to explain that women like to be
transported to another place and time - their inhibitions are often
loosened by such fantasies). Sean does get his massive tool into
her anally for a while - she gets it really good, too. For quite a
while. This scene is rescued by Persia's ability to get fucked in the
ass hard by big dicks (an unusual trait in such a pretty lady).
Well it turns out there is a plot to this tape. Again models are
being solicited for a jeans ad. Dominique Simone (an executive at
the company) has a candidate of her own - and is willing to suck and
fuck some of the other executives in order to promote her. She does
so with that short guy with the pigtail whose name I forget. The
tall lady with the gorgeous butt goes down and gives him some nice
head. Dominique is looking good, this seems to be before some of
what I'm guessing were some recent explorations into plastic surgery -
back at this time she was very, very pretty. And the thought of that
pretty long-haired woman going into your lap and sucking on your
prong is extremely erotic. He eats her slippery pussy for a while,
and then they fuck. He gives it to her doggie-style for a while and
then comes on her butt. Pretty good scene.
Next the lovely and charming Lana Sands is introduced to us - she is
Dominique's candidate for the ad. She comes over for a photo shoot
with two lucky guys. Lana was really built at this time - she's lost
weight since then, but I much preferred her back at this time when she
had some delicious meat on her delicious bones. And she's so pretty
and charming (she's more than just a butt! But what a butt). Lana
is turning up in my dreams a lot lately. Some big guy gets some head
from her, and then gets to do her doggie-style - and boy does she
sound sexy moaning while getting it in that big sweet behind. He
gets on top for awhile, and then - gets it up into her poophole
(briefly). She takes it on the chin, so to speak, at the end. Lana
is exceptionally hot, and this is a very good scene.
Next on the menu, after some plot developments that I didn't quite
catch, is Janet Jacme and Julian St. Jox. She sucks him in extreme
close-up for a minute. Then he eats my favorite little black lady
out for a while. He gets to nail the butt doggie-style for a while -
and, of course, Janet starts screaming (she's the greatest of the
screamers in my opinion). Janet's looking really nice here - she'd
been starting to work out a little probably, and lost a little weight,
but was still stacked in the back. Janet's usually not afraid
to take a dick into her ass, and she lets Julian do it while she
rides him facing him. It's a pretty good Janet scene.
Next that guy with the pigtail (Jimmy Z?) comes home to Lynette.
She administers some pretty good head, he returns the favor, and
they get into some nice fucking (looks like fun, he's hard and
I'll bet she's wet). He gets to sodomize her from behind, too.
It looks like it's tight and warm in there. He comes on her mouth
and throat. This was pretty hot, it looks realistic and it looks
like it was fun. Lynette doesn't look like your average porn queen,
more like the (married) woman next door - it's pretty hot.
The film ends with some bizarre surreal footage of Sean having sex
with 3 women (Dominique, Lana, Persia) but it's all just brief shots -
not real sex. Even brief clips of Lana or Dominique bent over on
all fours can make you cum, though.
This is a pretty good tape. It's not blisteringly hot, and it's
slow in a few spots, but it's worth renting. My favorite scene
is the one with Lynette, and Lana is a real dream. I give this tape a 9.0.
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