(Pro-Am), Hollywood Amateurs v. 18
I've been walking past this pro-am series for five months. The covers
feature blurry (often unflattering) facial close-ups of females in the
throws of god-knows what, overlaid with *awful* gold-metallic phoney
Victorian line-art. Box copy is nonexistant: a sure sign of a rip-off.
I finally recognized one of the particularly ugly pictures as belonging to
Nikki Arizona, a curious new-comer who I have never seen perform in a bad
loop. What is she doing here? I rented this dog out of curiousity, and boy
w as I surprised.
HERE IS WHAT YOU GET:
73 minutes in three scenes averaging about 24 minutes. Nikki was the only
girl I recognized. The other two performers did not know how to pose in
front of a camera. Positions were all standard fare, altho Nikki does do a
shoulder stand. There's a little h ead; less muff; and no anal that I
remember. Camera work was very good for a cheap tape, especially given
that the performers were inexperienced and a little awkward. Mid-shots
were flattering and candid, and close-ups were well-lit-- in fact, camera
work in this cheap video is as good as anything I've seen lately in the
adult industry.
SCENE ONE: Chelsea and a no-name, all over a swimming pool. Chelsea is a
butch beach bunny, who probably writes parking tickets for a living in
Santa Monica. She's blonde, in her late 20s, petite, small tits,
athletic, pedestrian, friendly, and watcha ble. Few close-ups. Good,
athletic scene ends in average facial.
SCENE TWO: Nikki Arizona and whomever, on a corner couch. Nikki is a
not-quite-pretty brunette, short, athletic, nice ass, plastic tits, 28+.
I've seen her save a couple of super-cheap Paul Norman videos, and she
stole a Max Hardcore Hitchhiker video from Alex Dane-- a *very* hard thing
to do. Nikki is physically intense-- that intensity really lights up the
screen when the action starts.
In this scene, the camera interviews her for three minutes and captures a
little of her real personality before the action starts. Her bisexual(?)
partner had trouble keeping it up, but Nikki did her best to keep him
focused and inspired. This scene had a kind of casual "dress rehearsal"
energy. Nonetheless, close-ups were good (Nikki has a great snatch), and
her poses were flattering and revealing.
SCENE THREE: Bridgette and no-name three, on a patio. Bridgette is a
slight, small, pasty-skinned brunette with a beautiful face, big (38-D--
probably natural) tits and a pierced tongue. She probably lost her
eyebrows the last time her crak pipe flared up. She gives muscular, firm
head. She has a nice pussy in close-ups her partner helped her position
herself well. The scene ends in a count-down to a mouth cum, missed by
three seconds.
SUMMARY: Nikki was great; the other two were very good. These guys are
ready for prime-time. The cameraman is the real star. A good second
rental.
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