FROM: [email protected] (lamont)
SUBJECT: Max offers a winner! -- Max World #4 "Let's Party"
DATE: 13 Nov 1996 16:17:02 -0700
ORGANIZATION: b. lamont gunther & assoc.
Max Hardcore fans are going to like his newest video, Max World #4 "Let's
Party." What viewers have come to expect from Max is on full display:
action with a hard edge, deepthroating, anal sex, gaping pussies and ass
holes, quips that are sometimes funny, sometimes corny. Max lassoes 4
slender, attractive ladies who give solid performances, two in Brazil and
two in Southern California: Barbie Angel, Suzanne, Dalny Marga, Lisa
Latore. Noteworthy in this video is that the 4 vignettes seem equally
strong and are edited in a way to bring balance to the combined effort.
However, despite the balance and varied action, I felt as if there was a
special emphasis on throat fucking.
Vignette 1: Barbie and Max are in Rio de Janero, where, after some
travelogue preliminaries, he promptly shoves his dick in her mouth and
fucks her
throat. Next he shoves his hand into her throat until she chokes, uses a
clear plastic speculum to widen and probe her pussy, and pushes a finger
in her ass hole. He plays with her pussy for a while, showing us her
unusually thick labia and clitoris. Barbie coyly pulsates her anus for the
camera in a nice, little sequence. Max squeezes a massive dildo into pussy
while he fucks her ass. The scene ends when Max pulls out for a2m and cums
around her mouth, only an average cum shot.
Vignette 2: In Sao Paula, Max meets Suzanne, a dark, sexy Brazilian
with plenty of teeth, excellent body and very nice breasts. Although she
has a wide mouth (not as wide as Barbie's though), she can't swallow Max's
cock at first. Does that deter good ole Max? No way. He keeps at it, right
there on the balcony, pushing his cock deeper and deeper until she takes
it all. He starts fucking her throat, saliva flying everywhere, while
uttering tender and endearing comments like "choke fuck." He squeezes a
large dildo into her pussy and a smaller one into her ass hole and fucks
both holes at one time, a sequence that is surprisingly hot. She then
holds both dildoes in place while he straddles her head and cums into her
face. Although he is on camera the entire time, the cum looked fake to me.
Even though he never puts his dick in her pussy or ass, the sex was
exciting.
Vignette 3: Max uses some footage from a party at his place in So.
Calif as background for what is nothing more than sex in his bedroom. But
the action is good. From out of nowhere Max suddenly appears carrying
Dalny into the bedroom and throws her unceremoniously on the bed, where he
promptly inserts a hand in her pussy and a finger in her ass hole.
Foreplay, I guess, was carrying her into the room. He drags her to her
knees on the floor next to the bed and flourishes a raw egg he must have
plucked from thin air, like a magician. With a quick flick of the wrist, a
deft little move that would make a 4-star pastry chef proud, he cracks the
egg smartly on her forehead. He has her tilt her head backward and open
her mouth wide. After pouring the entire egg, yolk and white, into her
waiting mouth, he quickly edges in closer and, rising on his toes, plunges
his erect cock into her throat. She immediately chokes, of course,
expelling the contents from her mouth, creating a Niagara Falls effect,
the clear white of the egg cascading over her lips and chin to the floor,
carrying the yoke with it, still intact, riding high on the white liquid
mass like an oval air mattress.
By now the viewer is convinced that Dalny is a real trooper. When, for
whatever reason, she is unable to swallow Max's cock entirely, the viewer
isn't too disappointed. Actually, during this sequence, when Max is trying
to fuck her throat, her breasts come fully into view, breasts that are
extraordinarily fine, about perfect size, not too large, with nipples
remaining hard throughout the rest of the scene. Without a doubt, Dalny
has the best tits of the 4 actresses.
Although she can't deepthroat, she is willing to eat his ass, and she does
a decent job which the camera is able to capture without obstruction. He
used lipstick to paint a circle around her ass hole like a target and
proceeds to fuck her in her ass. He scoops yolk and egg from below and
dumps it on her ass hole and fucks some more, offering some decent anal
dilation. He finally cums in her face, some into her mouth.
Vignette 4: The Long Beach Grand Prix acts as the background for this
final scene, providing the locale where Max picks up Lisa. He takes her to
his place (miles away from Long Beach, by the way) where he immediately
pries her pussy open with his hands so the viewer can peer deep inside. He
wedges a thumb in her anus, then inserts more fingers to stretch her
further. He then fucks her ass vigorously. An interesting twist is that
every time he withdraws from her ass hole, she immediately tightens her
sphincter like a shutter closing on a camera, offering no dilation shot at
all. He places a clear plastic speculum in her pussy while he fucks he
fucks her ass. Then he fucks her throat pretty good while she is kneeling
in front of the couch.
Max then introduces a little sequence that provides the hardest edge of
the entire video. He has Lisa sit on the floor and rest her head back on
the seat of the couch. He then sits on her face so she can eat his ass.
Because the camera is at her feet, the viewer doesn't have a clear view of
the anal action. Still, her reaction gives you a good idea of what is
going on. With her head remaining back on the seat, Max raises up off her
face and forces his cock into her throat. Although she demonstrated
earlier that she can swallow him with relative ease, in this position her
throat is at an angle that obstructs easy entry. Max plunges in to the
hilt anyway, causing her to writhe and choke. He repeats the ass eating,
choke fucking several times just in case the viewer had been in the
kitchen extracting popcorn from the microwave.
During this mildly violent sequence Lisa's nipples pop into view, very
long nipples that are so long they don't look natural. The rest of her
breasts remain covered throughout the scene, which I was thankful for,
because I sense that Lisa's inflated breasts contain a rich mother lode
of mineral deposits.
The scene ends when Max pushes his cock and a dildo into her ass at the
same time, with her up on her shoulders, and then cums on her ass hole. He
pushes the white puddle of semen forward with his cock, off the perinium
so that it drips from her labia into her open mouth below. Not too bad a
finish.
lamont
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