From: [email protected] (lamont)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.movies
Subject: A2M given new meaning in "Max #11:Tunnel of Lust"
Date: 21 Feb 1997 03:23:03 -0700
Organization: b. lamont gunther & assoc.
Max Hardcore fans will surely want to check out his latest video, "Max
#11: Tunnel of Lust," to measure their gross-out reaction to the
denouement in scene 2. The rest of the video offers pretty good Max
Hardcore action--throat fucking, choking, ass eating, and anal probing and
fucking.
Scene 1:
Sinderella (sure looks like Barbie Angel) in blonde hair pulled tight and
little girl voice walks into Max's condo. She starts sucking Max and
before long she is both choking and drooling liberally. The saliva
continues to flow to the end of the scene, saliva everywhere. Max keeps
pounding into Sinderella's throat but she just can't quite swallow his
entire length. He jams fingers in her mouth and pries her jaws apart,
causing her to gag. He has her lick his asshole, then she climbs on his
cock for some fucking. He jams fingers into her asshole and pries it
apart, using saliva as lubricant. He fucks her ass, offering some in-close
dilation shots. He eventually cums in a tall, narrow champagne class, and
pours the contents onto her tongue. She lets the cum drip down her lips
and chin.
Scene 2:
Lisa LaTore, a slender, petite, non-natural blonde, knocks at Max's door
wearing an extraordinary solid turquoise matching top and mini shirt that
fits her like a glove. Actually, the outfit is just an outfit. What is
extraordinary is Lisa's body, particularly her natural breasts straining
against the turquoise fabric, her nipples clearly outlined. Not until half
way through the scene does Max lift her top so the viewer can see her
breasts. Up to that point, I found myself pleasantly distracted by their
hidden presence.
Max carries her to the pool table, puts her on her back, and works all of
his fingers into her pussy in an extended sequence of hand fucking just
short of fisting. He presses a finger into her ass as he continues to push
his hand into her pussy, eventually demonstrating his well known
push-finger-against-membrane gambit. He then fucks her ass while his hand
remains in her pussy.
In a decent a2m shot, he withdraws and she gets to her knees to suck him.
She's still wearing the mini skirt and top. Whereas Sinderella struggles
but comes up short, Lisa can deepthroat Max quite easily. Saliva starts
flying everywhere as he starts fucking her throat. At this point he lifts
the bottom of her top over her breasts, showing the magnificence we knew
was there all along. He then fucks her throat violently, at times staying
completely in her throat for long intervals. When her hands get in the
way, he grabs one of them and holds it over her head while throat fucking
her. Violent, lots of drool, some choking.
Finally he helps her back onto the pool table, shoves a clear plastic
speculum in her pussy that gives us a lighted view of the entire channel,
and starts fucking her ass vigorously, offering some close up dilation
along the way. He pounds her ass some more and finally withdraws, leaving
traces of what looks like cum. Did he cum inside her ass? You bet he did.
He quickly produces a champagne glass similar to the one used in scene 1
and has her squat over it while still on the pool table. "Squeeze it out,"
he says. Nothing happens at first, but finally cum starts slipping from
her anus, slowly at first, then in squirts, accompanied by an aria of
squeaky, dainty farts. When she's done, Max hands her the glass, and she
pours the contents into her mouth, then pushes it out onto her lips and
chin. Certainly not something you see in your average video.
Scene 3:
Shorter than the first two, this scene contains all the key elements of
Max Hardcore but is less dramatic than the preceding scenes. Max puts his
hand in Alex Knight's pussy. He then drapes her backward over a motorcycle
and jams his cock into her throat. She gags at first, but eventually she
adjusts to the attack and can take him all the way in. Lots of drooling,
of course, and intermittent choking. She gets to her knees and he
continues to throat fuck her. He jams his hand into her mouth and pries
her jaws open. He puts a finger in her ass, then fucks her ass, showing
some dilation. A2m sequence is completed as he jams into deepthroat holds
it there. He then cums into her open mouth.
Scene 4:
This is one of Max's throwaway scenes, with Nina Cherry, and I chose not
to watch it. Nina does absolutely nothing for me and I figured the action
would pale against what had already been shown.
lamont
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