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From: [email protected] (Joel Mathias )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.movies
Subject: Review: Kink - a Rosebud Production w/o Borsky
Date: 15 Aug 1995 21:47:10 GMT
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Status: RO
Kink - A Rosebud Production
Directed by Joey Silvera
Starring:
John Dough, Sid Deuce, Kim Cummings, Joey Silvera, Marilyn Martin,
Evelyn, Brittany O'Connell, Tom Byron, Jeff Coldwater, Tom Chapman,
Rocco Siefredi (sp), Kristi Lynn and Careena Collins
Rating: Go rent or buy it, its almost worth your money.
Part one - Big S.O.B.
Basically we have John Dough in a military uniform as the big S.O.B.
He passes out while getting a tattoo in a tattoo parlour and is revived
by a leggy, long haired blond (Kim Cummings?) and a black haired woman.
John gets some head from the blond while getting tattooed and does some
wet, glistening anal with the brunette before squirting in her mouth.
Decent stuff.
Part Two - Happy Blitz Day
Joey and Marilyn (who looks pretty good in this flick) in a art-looking
studio or loft or something. We get some decent foreplay and some good
sex (missionary and riding cowboy) when a soft looking, long haired
brunette joins in with her strap-on. She does Joey's arse for a minute
or two before Marilyn joins in, riding cowboy while Joey's getting his
tush tickled (how bout that scene kids). Joey ends up doing Marilyn
anally (looks good too) and if there was a cum shot, I either missed it
or that darned Marilyn gobbled it up (hmm..)
Part Three - B.F.I.C.
Basically its Brittany and two guys (Tom Byron and someone else)
outside on a bed on some farm somewhere (??) while 3rd guy dressed in
women's lingerie looks on from inside a barn (that guy looks like TT
Boy but dunno who he is). It starts with Brittany and Tom doing the
usual foreplay, some doggie style then some cowboy, then some anal
cowboy. The 2nd gentleman (wearing panties) shows up causing a DP to
occur with BC with TB in her AH. :) The voyeur jerks off in an army
hat, wears it, then Tom squirts into Brittany's face (the other guy
doesn't even make a squirt, lame).
(BTW) its seems like some people shag on Brittany but she seems a
complete natural for taking facials and seems to enjoy them (Anabolic,
Peter North, are you listening).
Part Four - Rocco's Toilet Training.
This could be called "Rocco goes off the deep end again". Set in a
bathroom stall, Rocco goes through three women. The first he does some
face fucking and some hard sex in various positions before stuffing her
mouth with toilet paper the leaving (is this someone else's trademark?)
He does the 2nd lady the same way (again the toilet paper deal). The
third woman is a brunette who endures some foreplay with Rocco's foot
(in mouth, on breast, rubbing her clit) before getting a serious anal
pounding in a variety of positions. Rocco squirts in her mouth and on
her nose, tries to break his dick over her mouth (don't ask, just view
it), then does the toilet paper thing and wraps her head up in toilet
tissue.
Kink is a pretty good movie, although pretty much a standard offering
>from Rosebud. The camera work is good, lots of closeups and full body
shots with expressions. The ladies look decent and all but one of the
guys does his job.
Perversion summary:
we have oral during tattoo, anal, double penetration, panties on head,
spit in mouth, man jerking into hat then wearing it, three facials with
scob gobbling, glistening drippy anal, fingers in mouth, foot in mouth,
foot masturbating pussy, hair pulling during anal, toilet paper in
mouth, toilet paper head mummification, male anal via strap-on tool,
face dick-flailing, male cross dressing, and woman fingering her ass
hole in front of a mirror.
Happy?
Database stuff:
Brittany O' Connell - one DP and one facial (a or a-g, it was from Tom
Byron).
Brunette - facial from John Dough, more in mouth (about an a-g)
Brunette - facial from Rocco, more in mouth but good goob right on her
nose (a-g or slightly better).
J - the grouch.
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."