IN EXCESS
director: Jace Rocker, 1991 Caballero
rating: 3.00
- Leilani (anal), Tom Byron
- Britt Morgan (faked anal), Tom Chapman
- Britt Morgan, Jamie Lee
- Britt Morgan, Nina Hartley
- Alice Springs, Tom Byron
- Britt Morgan, Tom Byron
Britt Morgan and Tom Byron play Laura and Bob, a couple whose marriage is on
the rocks. Bob's on the couch with a beer, watching a game on tv (and Tom
is wearing frayed clothes and looks like the punk next door). Laura enters
and tries to get his attention by showing off some new lingerie. When she
shuts off the tv she complains that he's always ignoring her and that their
sex life is almost non-existant. She also points out that if he loved her so
much he wouldn't drink. He replies, "If I didn't drink so much I wouldn't
love you". With that, she rushes off to get a bag with some of Bob's stuff
and when she hands it over, she says she needs a vacation from him so he
should be the one to leave. Bob starts to head out saying he's got serious
doubts about their marriage. Laura says, "Marriage means commitment. That's
why there are so many letters in the word - it's a big deal!". Bob mutters,
"Yeah, big deal.." and leaves. Distressed, Laura calls up her friend Millie
(Jamie Lee, who has her natural breasts here). Once Laura tells her she
kicked Bob out, Millie squeals, "Well fuck me with a chainsaw! That's great!".
Laura goes on to say that she's gonna go out and pick up the first stud she can
find. Millie suggests that Laura should go on vacation to Nude City. Laura's
turned off by the idea of a nudist camp at first, but afterwards says she'll
think about it.
Bob's driving along in a truck and ends up in an area seemingly over the
mountains with lots of wide open space and some trailer-like homes. He walks
up to one of the homes and meets Janice (played by the late Leilani), a
therapist. She brings him inside, charging $100 an hour. Bob tells her his
problems (basically a few jokes like; he's a one-woman man - one woman tonight,
one woman tomorrow night - and that he's jacked off so many times in the shower
that whenever it rains he gets a hard-on). Speaking of which, Janice dives
into her work by plunging face down in his crotch at the mention of 'hard-on'.
Leilani starts things off by sucking Tom. Then he strokes
himself off as she sits on his face. He tongues both her pussy
and asshole. When Leilani sits her small body down on Tom for
a cowgirl fuck, she turns wanton and uses her energy to buck
herself back and forth. It seems, though, as if she could have
let loose a little more, but doesn't. They do a little more wild
bumping doggie style then Tom fingers her asshole for a bit and
fucks her widened hole. She takes it with ease, still seeming
wanton, then he pulls out and cums all over her ass. Tom sticks
his cockhead back in her pussy and they kiss. Leilani always
seemed to have a cute and horny nature and frequently proved that
big things do come in small packages, like in this scene.
Back home, we discover that Laura brought home a male stripper, Tom (Chapman).
She enters the bedroom and slowly makes her way towards him, telling him how
happy she is that she finally got him to come home with her. Then she says,
"Hope you're as good at doing everything else as you are at moving on the
dance floor". He replies, "You'll just have to find out".
If lots of sensual kissing turns you on, then you'll enjoy this
scene. Britt and Tom kiss eachother like passionate lovers and
Britt also licks his chest up to his chin as if she's a slave
devouring the very essence of her master. Most of this scene is
very sensual and soft, from the blowjob to their cowgirl poke,
where they lock hands as she rides him to a gradual climax.
They do it doggie style with a faked anal sequence (no initial
penetration shot and in close-ups, the woman's hand is plain
whereas Britt has on a ring and is wearing pink nailpolish).
They change to the missionary position then Tom cums all over
her pussy. Britt sticks two cum drenched fingers inside of her,
then puts Tom's cock back inside.
The next day. Laura calls Millie up and tells her how great she feels about
fucking Tom the night before. She feels so great that she decides to give Nude
City a try. A little too excited, Laura asks Millie if she'd like to come over
to help her pick out what she'd wear on vacation. A few minutes later, Millie
stops by and the two women have some fun in the bedroom.
If lots of sensual kissing in a girl/girl scene turns you on,
then you'll enjoy Britt and Jamie's bout. They are both
wearing bras, garter belts and panty hose that never come off.
They spend more time tonguing eachother than fondling breasts
or sucking on nipples. They each go down on eachother, then
Britt goes down on Jamie a second time, with the help of a
dildo. Jamie loves it even more a second time around, becoming
more vocal. After, Britt takes her fingers out from Jamie's
pussy and feeds them to her. Jamie slurps her pussy juice from
Britt's hand, then Britt sticks her fingers in her own mouth.
They climb up to eachother, face to face, and kiss.
A few hours later or the next day. Laura arrives at Nude City and is greeted
by the camp director Justine (Alice Springs) who explains to her that the basic
rule is no-clothes-allowed. After being told to simply enjoy herself, Laura
heads off on her own and bumps into Joe (Joey Silvera, in a non-sex role) who
is sitting by himself on a lawnchair. He offers her a drink and they chat a
bit. Shyfully, Laura tells him he's got a nice cock and asks if he could
stroke it for her, which he does. Suddenly, another nudist comes around (we
don't see his face, but it is the voice of Tom Byron - Laura acting as if it
was just another guy. I don't know why they couldn't get someone else for this
bit part) who tells Joe about a sports game on tv. The two guys split and
leave Laura aggravated. She doesn't give up, though. She simply wanders into
the clubhouse and finds a woman, Rita (Nina Hartley), reading an erotic novel
and masturbating. They greet eachother and Laura sits down on the couch, next
to Rita. Laura asks, "What do you guys do around here for fun?". Rita picks
up her novel and says, "Well, we check out... books...", then she drops the
book and continues, "...and we check out... eachother".
You may think that two girl/girl scenes in a row might be
tedious, but this one's just as hot as the previous scene.
After some brief kissing, Britt goes down on Nina then they
do a 69. Later, Nina straps on a dildo and Britt cowgirls
her. They slowly set the mood from sensual to smoldering.
Lots of smiling and a little dirty talk never hurt anyone,
and that's what these two women provide. Jamie seemed more
lewd in the first g/g and here Nina is more professional.
Britt takes things all in stride. :-)
Bob is driving his truck up the path to Nude City. He bumps into Justine and
tells her he's looking for his wife. Justine tells him she's off somewhere
enjoying herself, that she's answering the call to nature (i.e. letting
loose). After an old joke from Bob ("You mean she's taking a leak?"), Justine
shakes her head and leads him to an area with a blanket on the grass. Bob
hesitantly says all he wants to do is find Laura, but Justine points out that
she's doing just fine and above all else, that's why people come to Nude City -
to do nature.
Alice springs into action by eagerly sucking Tom's cock.
She offers him her pussy and they do a 69. Alice squeals
with delight as they fuck doggie style, bucking back and
forth wanting it deeper and harder. Then she cowgirls him
and sways her head to the wind, pushing herself down on Tom
and clenching a breast tightly. The cumshot ruins the
generated heat between the two of them; Alice hovers over
his cock and sticks her tongue out, but most of his load
misses her kisser. She slurps down his dick afterwards.
Laura catches her husband in the act and immediately heads for home. Bob
chases after her and, upon arriving back at their place, apologizes to her and
says he'll give up most sports programs on tv. That seems to do it for her
because they wind up necking on the couch and having a little nude fun of
their own.
Maybe this movie should've been titled "Deep Inside Britt
Morgan". Her fourth scene and she isn't burnt out at all.
She gives Tom a very lengthy blowjob, with lots of saliva
stringing from her mouth as she moves her head away. She
sits on him for a fair cowgirl then they do the doggie,
the heat picking up and sending Britt to jerk Tom off in
her mouth but like the previous scene, it was a rather weak
cumshot. The movie ends with a paused shot of Britt
slurping away again, with more strings of saliva and cum
hanging like a bridge.
A fresh-looking video with good videography and editing, I'm sure this tape
would be a hit with couples. The people look like they're having fun but Tom
Byron looks like scum, nevertheless that can be overlooked. Britt Morgan looks
cute in all her scenes and puts out fine performances, all with a little touch
of tease and sleaze thrown in. Jace Rocker's script and direction are about
average for porn standards, but that's just fine because with a little help
from Jace's friends, "In Excess" will keep you in heat from start to finish.
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169 “I can arrange all that.” Such Apaches as had not gone back on the war-path returned to the States with the troops; but there were five months more of the outrages of Geronimo and his kind. Then in the summer of the year another man, more fortunate and better fitted to deal with it all, perhaps,—with the tangle of lies and deceptions, cross purposes and trickery,—succeeded where Crook had failed and had been relieved of a task that was beyond him. Geronimo was captured, and was hurried off to a Florida prison with his band, as far as they well could be from the reservation they had refused to accept. And with them were sent other Indians, who had been the friends and helpers of the government for years, and who had run great risks to help or to obtain peace. But the memory and gratitude of governments is become a proverb. The southwest settled down to enjoy its safety. The troops rested upon the laurels they had won, the superseded general went on with his work in another field far away to the north. The new general, the saviour of the land, was heaped[Pg 305] with honor and praise, and the path of civilization was laid clear. Parliament met on the 10th of January, 1765. The resentment of the Americans had reached the ears of the Ministry and the king, yet both continued determined to proceed. In the interviews which Franklin and the other agents had with the Ministers, Grenville begged them to point to any other tax that would be more agreeable to the colonists than the stamp-duty; but they without any real legal grounds drew the line between levying custom and imposing an inland tax. Grenville paid no attention to these representations. Fifty-five resolutions, prepared by a committee of ways and means, were laid by him on the table of the House of Commons at an early day of the Session, imposing on America nearly the same stamp-duties as were already in practical operation in England. These resolutions being adopted, were embodied in a bill; and when it was introduced to the House, it was received with an apathy which betrayed on all hands the profoundest ignorance of its importance. Burke, who was a spectator of the debates in both Houses, in a speech some years afterwards, stated that he never heard a more languid debate than that in the Commons. Only two or three persons spoke against the measure and that with great composure. There was but one division in the whole progress of the Bill, and the minority did not reach to more than thirty-nine or forty. In the Lords, he said, there was, to the best of his recollection, neither division nor debate! His cheek paled for an instant as the thought obtruded that the man might resist and he have to really shoot him. "Good, the old man's goin' to take the grub out to 'em himself," thought the Deacon with relief. "He'll be easy to manage. No need o' shootin' him." "Them that we shot?" said Shorty carelessly, feeling around for his tobacco to refill his pipe. "Nothin'. I guess we've done enough for 'em already." John Dodd, twenty-seven years old, master, part of the third generation, arranged his chair carefully so that it faced the door of the Commons Room, letting the light from the great window illumine the back of his head. He clasped his hands in his lap in a single, nervous gesture, never noticing that the light gave him a faint saintlike halo about his feathery hair. His companion took another chair, set it at right angles to Dodd's and gave it long and thoughtful consideration, as if the act of sitting down were something new and untried. "Besides," Norma said desperately, "they're only rumors—" "Oh, I've found a way of gitting shut of them rootses—thought of it while I wur working at the trees. I'm going to blast 'em out." During the next ten years the farm went forward by strides. Reuben bought seven more acres of Boarzell in '59, and fourteen in '60. He also bought a horse-rake, and threshed by machinery. He was now a topic in every public-house from Northiam to Rye. His success and the scant trouble he took to conciliate those about him had made him disliked. Unprosperous farmers[Pg 124] spoke windily of "spoiling his liddle game." Ditch and Ginner even suggested to Vennal that they should club together and buy thirty acres or so of the Moor themselves, just to spite him. However, money was too precious to throw away even on such an object, especially as everyone felt sure that Backfield would sooner or later "bust himself" in his dealings with Boarzell. "Let's go home," she said faintly—"it's getting late." HoME干别人老婆嗯啊小说
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