From: [email protected] (Eric Dew)
Subject: Bizarre World of Denni'O
Date: Thu, 06 Mar 97 14:27:43
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The box cover suggests some wild happenings. In reality, bad shots, boring
action, stupid artsy effects, and short tape.
Stars Denni 'O, an older woman who supposedly like kinky things. Co-stars
a bunch of limp dicked no-namers, and some other older woman, Angelica.
Angelica was the best of the bunch, except that the scene with her in it
was taped using bizarre special effects (slow-mo stop action, weird coloring
and B/W, fast cuts). I guess the editor wanted to be an emTV editor.
Anyway, it starts off with Denni 'O giving two guys a BJ in a small Cessna
somewhere above Palm Springs. The sunlight coming in the windows all but
bleached out the scene so that you can't see anything.
When you can, it's limp dick city and when they come, she's flinches. How
bizarre. Ya can't be slutty and flinch on dribbles, gal!
The next scene had some amateur try to tie up Denni's rather pendulous breasts.
The funn thing is that every new shot of her breasts somehow show them
tied up in a different way. Apparently they're too quick for the ropes and
electrical tapes.
The guy fingers her ass and tries to stick a butt plug in there. Not very
well done. I've seen bigger plugs go into smaller orifices. Not amazing
at all. Also, Denni lies there like a frozen slab of meat. No motion, no
speaking, no nothing. The guy then fucks her vaginally, and then tries to
stick it up her poopchute. Ya can't get toothpaste back in the tube, buddy.
Well, he finally manages to do so and blows a wad (who knows) in the back
alley, and then tries to coax Denni to shit it back out. So, the camera
stays on her rosebud, hoping for some animation. No dice.
The next scene has her lying down (again) taking a speculum in the usual
orifice. Two guys (maybe more, but can't tell) stroke off trying to fill
her vagina with their come. It might work if the guys could at least get
some wood. They dribble and miss the hole. Lots of gynecological shots
but nothing too exciting.
The box cover shows her fondling a hugemongus dildo. Does she use it? Nope.
That's bait and switch buddy. The last last scene is with Angelica doing
a solo action with a two-header (uses only one). If the stupid artsy
editing effects were removed, this scene could be a decent one. Angelica
is as old as Denni (I don't mind older women, but those of you who like
their women between the ages of 18-24 might not like this video, not that
the other aspects would not diminish your enjoyment). She has better
legs than Denni and has a more animated slutty nature to her than On-My-Back
Denni. Dennie supposedly watches Angelica get off from the side. So what.
No lez stuff (so maybe Max would enjoy it). I think it could have benefitted
from some g/g between the two. If Denni isn't into such things, then I
don't see how bizarre her world is.
In a nutshell: cum-dodger, slab-o-meat on the bed, no-sound, bad editing
effects, poor camera work, no sense of enjoyment from the main attraction,
...Thumbs down.
EDEW
Created: March 14, 1997 -- 01:54 AM
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