More Black Dirty Debutantes Well, after Ed Powers successfully lured enough beautiful black females onto his bed to make the first "BDD" tape such a success, the question on all of America's mind was : can Ed do it again? Will we be treated to any more scenes in this series as hot as the Janet Jacme and Lana Sands scenes from the first tape? After all, the Lana scene takes my award for best straight sex, best anal sex, and best all-around sweet sexy performance by a female in a porno film. Surely this middle-aged white porno producer had "shot his wad" on the first tape, so to speak. Well, Ed answered those questions by starting this tape off with a fantastic scene. Remember Jordan McKnight, the woman with an ass so delectibly formed that even Ed Meese could probably be convinced to eat lunch off of it? Usually I think that Jordan comes off a bit detached in films. But she's here in the opening scene, and comes off quite nice, actually. The tape opens with a scene of Jordan putting on her makeup - she's quite self-conscious about being photographed by Ed before getting it on (which I think is really cute). When they get onto Ed's bed, Jordan's looking damned fine in a little white bra and panties. Her ass is incredible, a real work of art! She's quite playful in this film and Ed can barely contain himself. He gets to eat her, obtains some head from that cute fat little face (I mean that in a good way, believe me) [not much of it, but through the miracle of slo-mo it can be prolonged], and eventually to my surprise takes Jordan's asshole from behind on the bed. It's very hot - too hot for Ed, apparently - he accidentally comes inside of her. This is the one Jordan McKnight scene that really makes me pop my cork. Next Ed introduces us to a confident, mature woman with pulled-back hair calling herself Selena. (She claims to be 21 but she looks to me as if she could pass for 30 - which is fine with me, I don't know why Ed has a fetish for young girls). They do some oral (him on her) and some doggie-style. Ed finishes off on top. Nothing wrong with it, but she's a bit self-conscious and it's not especially great sex. She ends up with cum on her face, somehow. Next we have some early footage of "Onyx" which Ed has obtained. Onyx is a clever, sweet soft-spoken Southern black girl, the kind of young woman that everyone likes and everyone likes to be around. In terms of sex appeal, I prefer bigger girls - she's small and petite and fairly waif-like - but those perverts with a fetish for young girls probably dig her a lot. She plays with herself for a while, and then her boyfriend comes in. They suck, they fuck - you know how it goes. He's white, if you care, and comes (a little) on her mouth. Onyx is then seen hanging out at Ed's pool, where they do an interview segment. I swear, the interviews are better than the sex a lot of the times in these movies! She's a joy to look at and watch. But, back to the crass realities of "the business", she ends up on Ed's bed and he gets to mount her from behind (lying sideways, and yes in the butt). So if you want to see a pretty young girl defiled you might like this - me, I wish he'd just kept talking to her for another 10 minutes. We get the usual hardcore anal angles. Ed gets a bit old - when he comes he usually starts moaning like a baby, and he usually blows his load early. But he does interview them nicely, so you might learn to put up with his shortcomings. Next we meet a young couple, Brandy and Martin, who come over to Ed's place together. Martin is black and, you know, your average young guy - I'm not queer and consequently not gonna dwell on him. Brandy has straight bangs, and a fairly boyish face. She's all female, though. When she takes her clothes off we find that the lady has a butt, a nice one that kind of protrudes. She's pretty hot, kind of like a girl next door who keeps her sexuality to herself most of the time but can send a man into heaven when she finds one she likes. Anyway, brothers tired of watching Ed bang their women will be glad to know that Brandy only does it with Martin. However, his tool is a bit camera-shy. Brandy has to do a lot of the work. She makes him come the same way she could make me come - she shakes her sweet round muscular butt like crazy while riding him with her back to him. Those of us with slo-mo on our VCRs and a love for black women's figures may want to hit that button at this point as her buns jiggle up and down and play "come along with Martin". Well Ed really knew how to start a movie and he really knows how to end this one too. A young woman called "Desiree Dupree" gives Ed some head and then consents to getting drilled in the butt. Desiree looks a little bit like Rolanda (the talk show hostess) to give you an idea. But with a bit thicker of a body. Very hot in my opinion. This woman looks GREAT nude. Dammit, I want her! Ed gets her good in the rear and for once films some of it in relatively traditional and graphic style. Desiree takes it quite nicely; she is one sexy chick. Afterwards Ed interviews her and she gives him some shit - it's some pretty funny back-and-forth. You know, like Tracy and Hepburn might have dome if they ever ended up fucking each other in the ass. Another glorious young woman is captured both in terms of her sexuality and her cute personality. It's the next best thing to having one for a girlfriend, I think. (Desiree is supposedly related to someone else whom Ed filmed - I have a suspicion - I'll let you develop your own theories though). I really want to see more of Desiree. The final verdict is that this is one very hot tape. If you like black women, real ones, then you'd better put some newspapers underneath of yourself as you watch this, because you're probably going to blow your load. If Desiree, Jordan, and Brandy don't do it for you, then you probably need to reevaluate what you're doing watching "Black Dirty Debutantes" in the first place. This film gets a 9.5 on the peter meter from me.
169 “I can arrange all that.” Such Apaches as had not gone back on the war-path returned to the States with the troops; but there were five months more of the outrages of Geronimo and his kind. Then in the summer of the year another man, more fortunate and better fitted to deal with it all, perhaps,—with the tangle of lies and deceptions, cross purposes and trickery,—succeeded where Crook had failed and had been relieved of a task that was beyond him. Geronimo was captured, and was hurried off to a Florida prison with his band, as far as they well could be from the reservation they had refused to accept. And with them were sent other Indians, who had been the friends and helpers of the government for years, and who had run great risks to help or to obtain peace. But the memory and gratitude of governments is become a proverb. The southwest settled down to enjoy its safety. The troops rested upon the laurels they had won, the superseded general went on with his work in another field far away to the north. The new general, the saviour of the land, was heaped[Pg 305] with honor and praise, and the path of civilization was laid clear. Parliament met on the 10th of January, 1765. The resentment of the Americans had reached the ears of the Ministry and the king, yet both continued determined to proceed. In the interviews which Franklin and the other agents had with the Ministers, Grenville begged them to point to any other tax that would be more agreeable to the colonists than the stamp-duty; but they without any real legal grounds drew the line between levying custom and imposing an inland tax. Grenville paid no attention to these representations. Fifty-five resolutions, prepared by a committee of ways and means, were laid by him on the table of the House of Commons at an early day of the Session, imposing on America nearly the same stamp-duties as were already in practical operation in England. These resolutions being adopted, were embodied in a bill; and when it was introduced to the House, it was received with an apathy which betrayed on all hands the profoundest ignorance of its importance. Burke, who was a spectator of the debates in both Houses, in a speech some years afterwards, stated that he never heard a more languid debate than that in the Commons. Only two or three persons spoke against the measure and that with great composure. There was but one division in the whole progress of the Bill, and the minority did not reach to more than thirty-nine or forty. In the Lords, he said, there was, to the best of his recollection, neither division nor debate! His cheek paled for an instant as the thought obtruded that the man might resist and he have to really shoot him. "Good, the old man's goin' to take the grub out to 'em himself," thought the Deacon with relief. "He'll be easy to manage. No need o' shootin' him." "Them that we shot?" said Shorty carelessly, feeling around for his tobacco to refill his pipe. "Nothin'. I guess we've done enough for 'em already." John Dodd, twenty-seven years old, master, part of the third generation, arranged his chair carefully so that it faced the door of the Commons Room, letting the light from the great window illumine the back of his head. He clasped his hands in his lap in a single, nervous gesture, never noticing that the light gave him a faint saintlike halo about his feathery hair. His companion took another chair, set it at right angles to Dodd's and gave it long and thoughtful consideration, as if the act of sitting down were something new and untried. "Besides," Norma said desperately, "they're only rumors—" "Oh, I've found a way of gitting shut of them rootses—thought of it while I wur working at the trees. I'm going to blast 'em out." During the next ten years the farm went forward by strides. Reuben bought seven more acres of Boarzell in '59, and fourteen in '60. He also bought a horse-rake, and threshed by machinery. He was now a topic in every public-house from Northiam to Rye. His success and the scant trouble he took to conciliate those about him had made him disliked. Unprosperous farmers[Pg 124] spoke windily of "spoiling his liddle game." Ditch and Ginner even suggested to Vennal that they should club together and buy thirty acres or so of the Moor themselves, just to spite him. However, money was too precious to throw away even on such an object, especially as everyone felt sure that Backfield would sooner or later "bust himself" in his dealings with Boarzell. "Let's go home," she said faintly—"it's getting late." HoME干别人老婆嗯啊小说 ENTER NUMBET 0017