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Subject: Review: John Dough箂 Dirty Stories #4
From: [email protected] (watchful eye)
Date: Tue, 02 Apr 1996 11:12:19 -0600
JOHN DOUGH筍 DIRTY STORIES #4: TAILS FROM BOOTYPHEST
Anita Blond, Monika Spermalover, Jody Joy & Timy Joy, Julia & Bernadette,
Eva Klepkova, Lenka Veborova
John Stagliano, Mark Davis, Andrew Youngman, Kalman Nyiri, Jean-Yves Le
Castel, Christoff Clark
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John Dough箂 finest in this series so far. All the scenes are quite good
but two are exceptional.
The tape opens up with a bored Anita Blond watching some guys shoot pool.
Mark Davis enters the pool hall, they make eye contact and she follows him
out on a stairway. She lowers the top of her black dress to reveal very
nice & natural breasts. Her dress also eventually gets raised to reveal
great legs and ass. After some pretty steamy sex he zips up and leaves her
to walk back down to the pool hall. She naturally follows and continues to
watch the guys shoot. Well, they can tell what she箂 been up to the last
few minutes and that she箂 ready to fuck. What follows is one of JD箂 best
directing and camera work. This woman loves sex, and it translates to the
camera. The scene is intense, unhurried and nasty with some great anal
scenes.
Speaking of great anal scenes the one with Monika Spermalover (you think
her I.D. shows that name?) might go down as a classic. In the previous
paragraph I stated that Anita Blond箂 scene is one of J.D箂 best. Except
for this one!
Ms. Spermalover (a blond) has an innocent, sweet face, thin but sexy body,
and an enjoyment for nasty sex that is too seldom seen in porn today. The
scene opens with her walking into a bedroom and being introduced to Mark
Davis, Jean-Yves Le Castel (I think I箆e seen him in some Private videos)
and Christoff Clark, (JD is of course behind the camcorder). A lot of
unbelievably intense sex follows, highlighted by one of the nastiest,
filthiest anal scenes I箆e ever seen (and I箆e seen quite a few of Max箂
movies). After some intense anal sex Jean-Yves shows off her distended
hole which is at least the size of a silver dollar. Christoff Clark then
drools some saliva into the hole and the camera is capturing every filthy
second; we can see the saliva swimming around in her distended ass. This
happens not once but several times. Whew! I was in a daze at about this
point but I筸 quite sure at least one of the guys ends up shooting his cum
into her wide open orifice and then popping his cock back in as an
appetizer. All the while this is going going on she箂 smiling contentedly
like she箂 in heaven. Excellent camera work John Dough!
A real zipper buster. Rent this ASAP!
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