These reviews were written by a man who loves black women;
hopefully these films will add to one's enjoyment of women in
general. They do for me, anyway.
Sherlock Homie
Written and directed by Sean Michaels, starring him as the detective
Sherlock Homie and Julian St. Jox as his associate Wassup. This has a
plot, has a lot of dialogue (delivered in the requisite phony British
accents), and has a lot of attractive people of color having sex. A
good couples tape, I think, and a good tape in general.
The plot revolves around the legend of the "maneater", who picks out
abusive and domineering men and somehow fucks their brains out, leaving
them so spent that they are left gentle and impotent. The maneater is
Lana Sands, and Mr. Marcus is the first creep to fall to her charms.
He kisses her while they fuck (that's what I'd ideally seek from Lana
if I could have anything sexual), then gets behind her and rides that
big round tush doggie-style. Then his wife comes downstairs and he is
humping thin air and sobbing.
Janet Jacme, as Lady Rumford, is next introduced to us. She is wearing
a horseback-riding type outfit, has her hair neatly puffed up over her
head, and talks in the thickest British accent imaginable. She's
looking very nice (as usual). She describes the legend of the maneater
to Homie, Wassup, and Detective LeFou. Eventually Wassup accompanies
the Lady home. She begins to suck Dr. Wassup's pole. Janet is one of
the best at this, and the head is wet and warm. "Oh, Lady Wentworth"
(I think that's what he said, I think she's changed names) Wassup moans
as she pops him in and out of her mouth and occasionally kneads his
dick. Goddamn she's gorgeous. Saliva and sweat sit on her face as
she continues to service his peter. He soon enough gets onto her tits
nicely - this looks like nice passionate lovemaking. He eats her pussy
for a bit and then mounts the lady from behind. As usual, Janet has the
cutest fat round butt-cheeks in porn. She begins to moan and groan
wildly as Julian starts to pound her lovely ebony frame. Eventually
she rides him anally, cowgirl position. Then he gets into her butt
traditional style as well before pulling out and cumming his load. This
is a very hot scene. Most scenes with Janet Jacme are, actually! Janet's
got a lovely face, a cute ass, a great personality, and an immense ability
to suck and fuck. But this scene stands out even above most of her
work. (Julian desrves credit too, they bring out the best in each other).
The next sex scene is Jeannie Pepper and a white woman, out in a picnic
area. As they gradually remove the costumes, I notice that the costumes
in this film are actually rather nice. And it's much more stimulating
than the average period piece, of course. Jeannie brings out a dildo to
augment the pussy-munching. Both ladies have nice heart-shaped butts on
display in this scene, nice titties, and pussy slits wet from the other's
tongue. Not bad as this sort of thing goes.
Oh, cool! Janet seduces another guy, the sexist detective LeFou. Ooohh,
does she know how to suck a peter. The wet, warm mouth-fucking that she
lays on him looks great. She takes him from behind while bent over
some Victorian table, as well. I think I recognize this guy as Jon
Dough, or something like that. He gets that pussy from a variety of
positions. She cups his balls while he pulls off onto her cute, little,
all-natural titties.
The lovely Lana Sands now gives Homie (who has been less than totally
polite to his wife lately) a visit. She explains the maneater's origins
and reveals her identity. They start to make love, with Sean eagerly
probing his tongue into her mouth. We cut to Lana's big round ass in full
view as she lowers her pussy down onto Sean's big dick. She rides him,
stares straight at him, and they kiss. I don't really like the camera
angles so much here, Sean always goes to that "big dick slamming up a
pussy" shot, but Lana makes it pretty hot. He humps her from behind too,
and eventually comes (just a bit) onto her tongue and chin. And that's
the end.
Overall the tape is deliberately cheesy but fun, with the hottest black
women in the business turning in hot performances. And it has a story
which actually kind of holds together, and manages not to denigrate
women - it's actually kind of romantic. Hey, what more could you want
from a porno tape - it's healthy, a little different, and has more than
enough sex to make a guy blow his load. An excellent couples tape
or singles tape (just you and a tube of K-Y jelly). We need more porn
like this, which entertains in a non-sexist way even while blooming
with red-hot female sexuality. I give this tape a 10.0.
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