Newsgroups: alt.sex.movies
Subject: Review: Butt Banged Cycle Sluts
From: [email protected] (Sticky Underwear)
Date: 8 Feb 1996 10:44:23 GMT
BUTT BANGED CYCLE SLUTS
ANABOLIC VIDEO
Here was one I couldn't wait to get home and pop in the old
vcr. Anabolic has one of the neatest corporate logos in any
business. The name has a ring to it and their smut is
always the highest quality. This vid lives up to
expectations. If you ever dreamed about riding around on a
big Harley and picking up fuck sluts this vid is for you.
There is nothing like the sound of a Harley. Did Harley
ever patent that sound?
SCENE ONE: Erica Bella is picked up by two guys and taken
to some deserted location on their classic hogs. This is a
location shot in Hungary. Erica has a primo face and body
to match. She isn't hardcore so she still has that innocent
slutty attitude. It is a cold overcast day so she keeps on
her leather jacket while the two guys fuck her everywhich
way on the Harleys. She takes it up the ass while standing
in one scene. Great camera work from underneath. In the
final scene one guy does hit the back of her mouth with his
cum shot which causes her to gag. A great sloppy ending
with a cum splattered face dripping on hot steamy tits
caused when she ripped off the leather jacket and body heat
meets cold air.
SCENE TWO: Misty Rain is picked up and taken to the desert
by a guy. This is the best I've seen Misty look in a long
time. Her nipple rings and belly button pin really
glistened in the sun. Nice long shot of her being fucked
doggie style over the chopper. The guy fucks her from the
top where here knees are almost touching her shoulders. She
doesn't spill a drop from his cum shot. Great outdoor scene
with the appropriate dildo and ass reaming.
SCENE THREE: This may be reversed with the next scene.
Monique Demoan's pickup breaks down after passing Max
Hardcore and Jon Dough who are getting drunk on their
cycles. She walks back and asks for help. You can guess
what happens next. This is one of the better scenes where
the girl struggles against her attackers. Max and Jon act
out their personnas. There is a dp where she is obviously
not having any fun. When they're through they help her get
her pickup started. Nice guys.
SCENE FOUR: Buttman and a friend fuck Kimberly Kyle and
Tabita by the pool. Fast forward.
SCENE FIVE: Vanessa Chase and Misty Rain walk in on the
cycle shop for service. Two guys strip Vanessa and start
fucking her from the getgo. Misty is taken to a table and
warmed up by three others. They're both thrown together for
the cock in every hole scene. Vanessa and Misty share their
oral cum shots by kissing. Misty sucks one cum shot off
Vanessa's bush and shares it with her mouth. Hot!
SUMMARY: Good stuff. Hope to see more of Erica. Hats off
to Monique for putting up with her scene. What was the
Buttman lousy outtake doing here? And Tom Byron doesn't
know what to do with nipple rings? Vanessa still looks like
the adolescent porn slut with the ivory white skin. Never
thought you would buy a Harley? You will now.
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