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Date: Mon, 8 Nov 1993 05:06:22 UTC
Subject: Review: Gangbang Girl vol. 10
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Status: RO
First off, if anyone knows which volume has Debbie Diamond in it, I'll
be eternally gratefule. Hearing she lost weight is making me cry...
Keywords: toes, gang-bang, anal, dp
This movie gets my highest wank rating of all time, if you're into hot
and nasty sex, no plot, just a bunch of guys plugging some lucky
woman, this is definitely worthwhile.
Excellent production values, much better than the "Gang Bang" amateur
series, the featured female in each of the three thirty minute scenes
were each _quite_ attractive, there was professional quality good
lighting, no crappy wobbly camera moves, excellent sound, no intrusive
directors yelling insturctions like you find in so many low budget
porn films these days. Oh yeah, somebody invested in a Toaster (r).
Scene 1:
Tina Tyler.
She's actually a decent actress, much to my surprise, during the fake
TV talk show interview segue into getting banged on a boardroom desk
in a corporate setting.
Good and nasty; if you're into facials, 7+ guys cream all over her
face in the final scene; out of thirty minutes, a good solid 2o is her
being plugged. Q: Is JAke Steed in _every_ gang-bang film ever
made??? Most all the guys had nice big meaty cocks, yeah I know it
probably means I'm a closet case if I"m watching the guys dicks. Who
cares?
One scene early on made me cringe, this guy with an _enormous_ cock
whacks it _really_ hard on the desk like half-a-dozen times. MAde the
other guys in the movie wince too 8>)
Scene Two:
Sharon Kane
More guys with big dicks do her, the guy with the Spanish accent was
pretty funny; he was into sucking her toes. The scene that got my nut
though was when the guy who plays the interviewer picks her up and
fucks her standing up with her legs around her hips and her arms
around his neck; I"ve seen these scenes attempted in lots of films,
but this guy _really_ fucked her.
Scene Three:
Lydia Chanel
I think she's supposed to be Japanese-Italian from Paris If I'm not
mistaken? Her English is lousy, and during the hottest scenes she's
squealing "a oui, a oui!" ("oh yes, oh yes!") Starts off in leather,
but they're all quickly naked so if you have a leather fetish this one
won't satisfy it... trust me 8>)
She does an anal train as well as vaginal, and a dp scene, the more
unusual fashion, with her on her back with a cock in her ass while the
guy on top is fucking her vaginally; for dp it was pretty good; too
many of the ones I've seen are just two dicks in one woman with no
motion, no _fucking_; the guy on top was definitely sawing away.
One drawback:
Ron Jeremy.
Bleagh. At least he shared screen time with six or seven other guys
who are not such gross pigs.
All in all, an eminently wankable film. In fact, I'm exhausted. 8>)!
WELL worth the 3.25 two-night rental..
Ciao,
Mark E.
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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."