FROM: [email protected] (DS1031)
SUBJECT: Nadia Moore's videos?/UnC 33 brief review
DATE: 30 Oct 1996 18:28:25 -0500
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I just saw Up and Cummers 33, with Tatiana (on the boxcover), Naomi (black
girl who does solo only), Angellica, Betty or Patty (I think she called
herself by one of the latter two but randy referred to her as the former;
a tanned brunette dancer from Florida who's very, very, pretty) and Nadia
More.
Brief review of Up and Cummers 33:
Scene 1: Angellica/Betty/Patty, Randy West and the lady's S.O. She blows
Randy, she blows both guys at once, she takes Randy while blowing Charlie,
she fucks Charlie solo. Charlie cums inside (not much drips out, despite
Randy's vocal encouragement), then Randy cums on her face. This lady is
pretty and enthusiastic and seems to be having a good time throughout.
Scene 2: Naomi, solo. I FFed through this, as neither the lady nor the
type of scene appealed to me.
Scene 3: Tatiana and Vince Voyeur. Tatiana's a very pretty Hispanic lady,
readily identifiable by the beauty mark below her mouth on the left side
of her chin. She, too, appears to be having a good time. The highlight
of the scene is when she gets the giggles while doing a RAC; she claims it
tickles. After switching to spoons, though, she gets pounded pretty hard
by Vince, who pulls out and strokes off in her face. No A2M, though.
Afterwards, she looks spent, but like she's enjoyed herself.
Scene 4: Nadia Moore - I missed his one, and any subsequent scenes;
details below.
This tape is eminently rentable, for the ladies in Scenes 1, 3 and 4 have
to be the prettiest collection I've scene on one tape in quite a while.
I rented the tape to see Tatiana and, unfortunately, "got comfortable" at
the end of her scene, before Nadia appeared. But I caught enough of Nadia
to become fairly interested fairly quickly (her being from Dallas helps!).
I know she's been in a Video Virgins and in Pickup Lines 5, and I'm going
to rent MDD 51 to catch her there tonight. Can anyone else help me cach
up with her? The name "Nadia" through me, and I didn't pay too much
attention when her fisrt few videos appeared, confusing her with a few
other Nadias whom I didn't really care for.
Any help would be greatly appreciated.
Dick O'Stone
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