Date sent: Sun, 5 Jan 1997 23:48:52 -0600
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From: Matthew
Subject: Here's a review for Brassiere To Eternity
Title: Brassiere to Eternity
Content: Lesbian(group, anal, the usual)
Synopsis: Some bunch of scientists discover clues of a civilization( all
women of course!), and the rest isn't important, except to say
the cast is approximately 17 in number.
Scene 1: Chayse Manhattan, and Isis Nile get together to do the usual
rug munching, and plastic dildoing. We don't get to see much of Chayse
(red hair)(damn!), as she really looks hot in this scene. Definitely
worth a look-see for someone who hasn't heard of Chayse Manhattan.
Scene 2: Tina Tyler & Melissa Hill play the two scientists, and begin exploring
each other. While tonguing each other one of the women looks like
she's screwing up her face, go figure. Pretty standard fare.
Scene 3: Two young lasses (Kitty & Krista I think), get down. One of them
looks like a horse, the other looks like a babe. Nothing interesting.
Scene 4: The first lesbian threesome of the film. It features two spunky
blonde prisoners and a dark-skinned prison guard. They start out with
the usual licking, then one of the blonde get dp'd by two vibrators,
with a penis-shaped one going where the sun don't shine. It looks
like she's enjoying it as there's plenty of juice, which is used to
lube the backdoor. For a brief moment can see her asshole ajar.
The scene doesn't last long, but is worth watching.
Scene 5: A gorgeous platinum blonde( either Melanie Brooks or Marilyn something)
and an oriental babe who gets shaved. The oriental babe gets
shaved and then fucked by a big red penis-shaped dildo. Then the blonde
get's her turn. No warming up, the oriental lass rams it in and out
like there's no tomorrow, and then sticks it up the blonde's ass!
The dildo goes in like a hot knife through butter, and you can tell the
blonde loves it. Afterwards the dildo gets rubbed on her tits, and in
her face. Definitely worth the effort.
Scene 6: Another blonde and an oriental get it together, with a butt plug.
For the blonde the plug is used as a dildo on her cunt, then
when it's the oriental turn she gets it in the cunt and the ass
with the butt plug in that order. Nice, but not all that interesting.
Scene 7: Two blonde natives(hah! with tan lines) work on each other with a
dildo. The first lass gets the standard 3 fingers then dildo in her
cunt. I was paying more attention to the second blonde as she's a
stunner. Then the second blonde gets licked, and turned on her stomach
on top of a fallen tree. The first blonde starts fucking her with the
dildo while licking around her ass-hole, you can tell she likes it
because she starts creaming around the dildo. This is great scene
because of the second blonde.
Scene 8: Two more natives, this time one looks like she's wearing a dark red
wig, the other's a blonde. The blonde gets done over by a purple
dildo, nothing spectacular. Then the redhead get fucked up the ass
with a butt plug while having her pussy rubbed. This woman really
enjoys the attention because she really lets the juices flow, and I
mean flow!No squirting, but a slow build up of juice. At one stage the
blonde looks like she's squeegying it off with her fingers.
Plain but juicy.
Scene 9: Two more blonde natives. This really is standard, as they go into
a 69 at the end. Nice but boring.
Scene 10: It starts off as a threesome and ends up a fivesome. The highlight
of this scene is the appearence of Misty Rain, who looks a great
deal sexier then she did in Buttslammers #1. Basically Misty gets
tongued and fucked up the ass with a vibrator, and the other two
lick each other out while the asian lass fucks one of them with
a strap on.
Conclusion: This film would be a waste of money were it not for Chayse, Misty,
and the two blondes I mentioned earlier.
As it is I think they tried to cram too much into too shorter time.
A couple of the scenes could have been axed, and the others
lengthened.
I give it 3 1myrtle.services.adelaide.edu.au
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