Subject: Review: Anal Adventures of Max Hardcore #13: Hombre
From: [email protected] (Herbie_the_Dentist)
Date: Thu 26 Sep 1996 00:50:11
The Anal Adventures of Max Hardcore - #13
Hombre - One Half out of Four
The worse of the Anal Adventure series. If this trend keeps up,
Max will quickly lose his crown as theKing of Anal. It was filmed
in Sao Paulo, Brazil, I see some condom use for the first time.
Starring: Steffanie Swift (condom); Suzi Mercedes; Glaucia Nunes;
1) Steffanie is an American, brunette, small but nice tits, takes
some pictures of her then eats her pussy. Fingers her pussy, then
fingers ass. She gives him a BJ and eats his ass. Max screws her with
condom - what's up with that??? Must be for his protection
because she doesn't seem to be too concerned about safe sex
otherwise. He does a very boring, non-explicit RC anal. Finishes
by jerking off on her face. No good views, no heat. LAME -
LAME - LAME!!
2) Suzi is a dark-complexioned woman with long dark hair, very
pretty, nice legs, firm ass, this is her first movie (of course -
yeah and I don't like anal movies :-)). She mugs the camera like a pro.
They go to a sleazy section of Sao Paulo. They bring a translator
since she only speaks Portuguese - probably her pimp. She give
Max a deep BJ - he continues with his new trick from the last tape -
mouth spitting.
Worse yet he has a new fucked up stunt. He tries to jam his fist
down her throat. She is in pain. Fist fucking her mouth?? This is
ridiculous, cruel, and not a turn on. Then he slaps her face. I don't
like associating sex and violence. This segment is not entertaining to
me - creepy. It is a turn off. No hard-on for Herbie.
Suzi eats his ass. WHOOSH, in an example of poor editing the
scene jumps to anal fucking. She is on her stomach-doggy. There
is a fair amount of dilation. The sex her doesn't last too long;
short anal. He goes back to mouth spitting, and reinserts his hand in her
mouth. Max pulls on his cock and blows his load on her face.
TOO Short on the anal. Again, I don't get it.
3) Segment called Modern Times; Glaucia has a nice body, a
brunette. They start with a BJ. Max screws her vaginally; she has
a nice bubblebutt ass, shaved bush. Next, she is on her knees while
he fingers her - she is quite flexible (her pussy is, I mean). Max
pulls her cunt wide open; he'd have no trouble sinking his fist in
if they could show it. He fingers her ass then anals her doggy and
RAC. NO CUM SHOT!! This tape was a waste of money. I don't
even recommend a rental.
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