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Subject: Review: Casting Call #15
From: [email protected] (Herbie_the_Dentist)
Date: Sat, 6 Jan 1996 17:29:45 UTC
Casting Call #15
Starring: Lovette; Julia and Brazil; Liz Harper; Davia Ardell;
Dick Nasty and Max
1) The new Max mansion; Dick and Lovette show up. She is a
huge fake titted blonde, muscular legs, nice ass; I think her tits
are fake, they are huge and stand up. Big tan lines onher tits
and pussy. She blows Dick; Nice face, pretty eyes. She sits on
his face, shaved, then screws her C; then doggy; he pulls out
and cums on her tits. No anal.
2) Julia is brown haired and Brazil is a brunette. They are
Americans. Brazil a brunette with small real tits. They do a g/g.
Julia has real tits, medium sized and a little droppy, but OK by
me, nice ass, OK face, shaved pussy. Brazil has a trimmed
bush. No anal. Ends with facial.
3) Dick shows up with Liz a short haired brunette, 19 from
France, big time freckles, blue eyes, long legs, real medium tits,
she speaks no english and the scene looks sincere. Dick and her
get it on. She looks a little embarassed; blows him, she doesn't
say much. OK ass, a little flat. They do a 69, trimmed bush,
spreadable pussy, screws her RC, then C; then miss, pulls out
and cums on her face. No anal.
4) Davia and Max in Paris. 20 years old; Vegas dancer, said
she's been in the business for a couple of months. Huge fake
tits, so so face; strips and leaves on a pair of white stockings;
blows him; screws her standup doggy, then miss; then he preps
her asshole. She has black fingernail polish on. Anals her on
her back; he tells her to pull it wide open and she farts a little.
He anals her on her back for a while then apparently cums in
her asshole. They show her lying there with cum leaking out of
her butt, not dilated at this point. She passes some gas, but not
much cum comes out. They film her getting dressed after.
Then they show part of scenes 1 and 2 again to fill out the tape.
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