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Date: Tue, 26 Jul 1994 11:15:42
Moonlight Entertainment
Directed by Mark Stone
No Year, probably 1993
CAST:
Roxanne Blaze, Randy Spears, Sierra, Crystal Wilder, Stephen
St. Croix
SYNOPSIS:
The tape is broken down into segments. The first is
untitled, the following are titled. The segments are long, about
25-30 minutes each.
Scene Breakdown:
FIRST SEGMENT: UNTITLED
Opening montage: cheesecake and makeup application. Okay rock
soundtrack, dancing, photo shoot, nakedness
Things we find out about Roxanne Blaze:
She has been with only 4 guys in her whole life. She loves to
fantasize. Her fave fantasy: being with a girl or two in a
submissive position; girl with strap-on. Fantasized she had a
dick.
Says monogamy is boring.
Likes guys to talk dirty. Loves the word pussy. Likes guys to
take charge, sometimes. Othertimes, likes to make the guy cum in
two seconds.
Loves her clit to be sucked big time. Finger up ass before
orgasm.
Fave part of penis: sensitive spot on underside; and the
tip
Gives blowjob tips
Randy Spears likes to bust Jon Dough's balls. He rubs it in that
Jon has been having to fuck girls he hasn't been able to connect
with; and look at him... he's fucking the hot new meat.
Randy is fawning over her big time. He's stunned by her. He seems
stoned. He's blown away that he's going to be only her fifth guy.
So starts the sex.
She masturbates to get ready, then calls him over. Randy eats.
Doggie, missionary, she loves it, but does not overdo it. Good
facial, spirited, and she doesn't shy away from it. Sexual activity
was 22 minutes long...
ROXANNE: BLAZING IN THE SUN
She masturbates. Cheesecake of her in someone's backyard. 5
minutes.
ROXANNE SETS SIERRA ABLAZE!
They dance in bra and panties in some generic bedroom set. They
have a pillow fight.
She asks Sierra some questions:
Is she Sierra's type? Yes!
Does Sierra enjoy eating pussy? Yes!
They go at it. Sierra is much more experienced with the ladies
than Roxanne is, and that makes Roxanne hot.
They have a very very very good time. So do we.
Some rimming from the both of them.
A joyous romp. Very active.
Another long one, clocking in at 25 minutes.
ROXANNE BLAZES WITH CRYSTAL WILDER & STEPHEN ST. CROIX
Dopey "dance" number with Crystal Wilder & Roxanne Blaze & Stephen
St. Croix
They double team him. Typical Crystal Wilder perf. Roxanne looks
into camera a lot during this one.
Lots of nasty talk.
Lame facial because ol' Steverino shot next to nothing. Roxanne
took whatever she could.
Longish at around 23 minutes...
CONCLUSION:
Overall a pretty hot flick, though the scenes tended to
go on a little too long for my taste, and the last cumshot was
virtually non-existant. An excellent showcase for the lovely
Ms. Blaze. Let us pray she does not deform herself with
silicone or saline. A definite rental.
RATING: 3.25
Also at the end of the tape were very brief previews for:
Chicks, Licks & Dirty Tricks
Tales from the Zipper (advertised with a Randy West facial ?!?)
Radical Affairs #6, Porsche Lynn deep throats Sean Michaels (wow!)
Check out information for this movie at Heretic's Adult Film Database: Blaze of glory (1993).
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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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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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