FROM BRAZIL WITH LOVE
director: John T. Bone, 1993. Zane
cast: Brazil, Brittany O'Connell, Kiss, Crystal Wilder, Mike Horner,
T.T. Boy, Peter North.
rating: 2.50
sex scenes:
1. Brittany O'Connell + Mike Horner
2. Brazil, Crystal Wilder + Peter North
3. Kiss + Mike Horner (very brief oral)
4. Kiss + Brittany O'Connell
5. Brazil + T.T. Boy
6. Kiss + Mike Horner
What we have here is a porn movie with a lame plot that pulls through
with some well-shot and well-edited sex. Mike Horner and Kiss play a King
and Queen who go to Washington, DC to meet up with the President for matters
unknown (by this movie's end, they still haven't met up with him). Anyhow,
along with them they bring their servant Brittany O'Connell and their darling
little Princess, Brazil. Brazil seems to be confined to lead a simple,
lonely life. That all changes when Brittany visits her in her hotel room and
encourages her to go to a club across the street. Mike wanders in just in
time to catch what they were saying and immediately sends Brittany to his
room and tells her to wait for him there. Along with Brazil, Mike tells her
that as a young man he wasn't given the chance to do some of the things he
really wanted to do and thus puts her through the same pace. She's so fed
up with her boring lifestyle she decides to sneak out to the club anyway.
Back to his room, Mike scorns Brittany (who's now wearing only black
stockings with black high heeled shoes), but lets her make it up to him by,
you guessed it, having sex. First he licks and fingers her pussy real fast
then she gives him a tender blowjob with slow strokes. When she cowgirls
him, Mike takes control by grabbing her waist and power-fucking her. Cute
little Brittany screams and writhes and looks like she's in a bit of pain.
Then they fuck missionary style. Mike rocks the bed by power-fucking her
some more and her small body bounces up and down (and her small,
then-natural breasts jiggling back and forth), giving her a major headrush.
When they fuck doggie style, Mike pulls her hair back and lets her have
it some more. A very weak cumshot follows; he pulls out and a load or
two hits her pussy while the rest drips onto the bed. Not a bad way to
start off the movie, though.
We suddenly find ourselves at the club where Peter North bartends
and Crystal Wilder does a slow (and quite boring) striptease for a small
audience (I only recognize Dizzy Blonde in the crowd). Anyhow, T.T. Boy is
sitting at the bar when Peter tells him that their new girl (new stripper)
is 20 minutes late. Brazil enters the club and catches Peter's eye, thinking
she's the new dancer. He greets her and says, "Hi, you must be Princess"
(coincidence that the new dancer goes by the name Princess too) and without
further ado, Brazil says that all she wants to do is dance. She is then
given the spotlight and dances away, eventually removing her clothes. Brazil
has a fairly nice slim body, but medium-sized breasts that are fake. While
she dances, a very annoying, repetitive laughtrack keeps playing in the
background for who knows what reason. Nevertheless, the camera catches her
dance quite well and she puts on a fair show. Once the bar is empty, Peter
pays Brazil and she says that she's new to the country, she still isn't used
to their customs. Peter mentions that all the new dancers must go through
one particular custom and that means, you guessed it, having sex. Crystal,
who has also stayed behind to help with the cleaning, joins in. They clear
away a table and sit on a bench-like seat where Brazil starts sucking Peter
while, down below, Crystal munches on her pussy. The focus is mainly on
Brazil's face as she slurps on Peter's dick and slowly picks up the pace.
Then she sits on him, doing a nice reverse-cowgirl, while Crystal mostly
watches. Crystal then lays out on her back while Brazil and Peter fuck
doggie style on top of her. Some nice close-ups of penetration while Crystal
flickers her tongue on Brazil's clit is the highlight of this position.
Peter finally fucks Crystal, as she and Brazil sit side by side with their
legs spread wide. He takes another dip inside Brazil before he shoots his
load; the girls start tonguing eachother while spurts of cum are shot above
their heads, in their hair, and the last few spurts land on Brazil's mouth
and cheek. If Peter shot lower, he could have given Brazil a killer facial,
but what results is nothing more than average.
Back at the hotel, Kiss is combing her hair and preparing herself to
go to sleep. Mike starts to sweet talk her, then wouldn't you know, she's
already got his hard dick in her mouth. About a minute passes by then
Brittany barges into the room and hysterically mentions Brazil's
disappearance. The hard dick Kiss is holding suddenly turns limp as a wet
noodle and from the angle it was shot, provided a funny moment.
We cut to the bar again where everyone's putting their clothes back
on. The bathroom door opens and T.T. steps out. A surprised Peter asks him
what he was doing there the whole time and T.T. replies, "I fell asleep
standing at one of the urinals". He notices Brazil and Crystal chatting and
is enthralled with Brazil's beauty (well, I don't think she's unattractive,
she's ok-looking, but one thing's for sure - she can't act her way out of a
tampon wrapper). Suddenly, T.T. gets a phone call and we discover he's a
reporter. We don't hear what the conversation is about, but T.T. becomes
surprised and mentions that [whatever it is] may save his career (it was
probably about the Princess's disappearance but it wasn't fully explained).
After hanging up, T.T. confronts Brazil and offers her a place to stay for
the night. Having a lot of fun already, she gladly accepts and they head
back to his place where they end up, you guessed it, having sex. But before
that happens, we cut to a crying Brittany saying it's all her fault and Kiss
consoles her and assures her it isn't (for a Queen, Kiss sure is taking her
daughter's disappearance lightly) and as one thing leads to another.. need
I say more? The two women start kissing and fondling eachother, but it's
cut short. They go straight to fingering and sucking eachother (mostly
Brittany to Kiss) and then end this slow-coming scene by jilling themselves
to orgasm. Too bad the heat didn't rise as much as it could have - they're
both pretty and don't deserve to have their resources put to waste.
As we are cut back to Brazil and T.T., they discuss eachother's lives
a little and Brazil frustrates herself over her father's mentality. All she
wants to do is have a little fun and T.T. definitely gives her one night to
remember. First she sits on his face as he parts her underwear to one side,
lapping at her pussylips. She rides his face a little more before wolfing
down his whanger then getting into the cowgirl position. T.T. gets into
the scene, he's practically sliding off the couch trying to give her all he's
got. When they fuck missionary style, T.T. slams it home making her scream.
Some looping occurs (which kinda brings down the heat a bit) and then Brazil
sits with her legs up on the couch (and her head on the ground) while T.T.
hovers over her and fucks her again until he cums an average load; most of
it lands on her pussy, then dribbles down her stomach, to her tits (which
she smears most of it on her belly). Nothing worthy of an award here, but
still hot.
Hours later, the King and Queen receive a letter from the Princess
herself, saying that she's ready to marry (T.T.) and start a family of her
own. Mike immediately sends Brittany out to try and find them. Kiss points
out to him that with Brazil gone, there would be no heir to his throne. Mike
grins at her and slyly says, "Unless..." and they go at it on the bed in the
final scene. They kiss briefly, suck eachother off, then do missionary,
doggie, then missionary again. Mike uses the same technique that had
Brittany screaming in the first scene, but Kiss is more quiet, squealing like
a puppy and throwing in an "Oh yeah" or two, taking her pounding in stride.
Ok, so he pulls out and cums on her chest (she has very nice [real? fake?]
breasts) but the movie's ending anyhow, so what do we care what happens to
them from now on?
This movie was well filmed and edited (that really helped the scenes
out alot - there was absolutely no motivation for each of the scenes to
begin). Direction and acting were a tad sloppy (even more so in Brazil's
case) but still, there were some funny moments among the scorching ones that
I consider it a decent rental and worth a 2.50 on the Imperial scale.
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