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Subject: Mini Review: Jenna Jameson's ... Pure ...
Date: 15 Jul 1996 01:54:58 GMT
Well I was scanning the shelves at the video store looking for some
Sunday afternoon entertainment and came upon PURE, starring Jenna
Jameson.
Now I would put Jenna in the blonde bimbo category, but...there is
something about her..that shows social redeeming qualities.... She is
trying hard not to be toooo much of a bimbo....
Ok, I liked this movie, parts were very hot, some parts were so, so...
I would give it a 3 on a 4 scale...
The movie has some theme about it...but I spaced and missed it..I think
they were trying to get across instances of pure sex..hence the title
Pure..., deep stuff like that always looses me anyway...
Scene One:
Jenna is in a very, very, sexy black and white French Maids
Uniform...hmmmmmmmmm... cleaning the bedroom. She comes across a video
tape and plays it. It shows Jeanna Fine, her "employer" in a sex
scene..Just as Jenna begins to play with her ample tits..(too ample
with the gobs of silcone) and play with her black panties, Jeanna Fine
comes in the bedroom with a long, lean, nasty, black dress on.
Jeanna Fine... what else can you say about the actress other than she
is always on, and always hot.... Well in no time Jeanna and Jenna (hard
combination to say...eh?) are tongueing each other...and Jenna is
spitting in Jeanna's ass and puss... I guess you pick up a few tips
here and there when you work with Jeanna Fine. Just a normal lez scene
between the two of them, no dildos or strap ons....but very good!
Scene Two:
Mark Davis and a blonde do it as Jenna watches. Pretty straight sex
scenes nothing special. Does anyone know who the blonde was?
Scene Three: Jenna does a guy...maybe TT Boy...maybe not, can't
remember, there was not much memorable about the scene.
Scene Four: Three women in an absolutely fabulous lez scene. I don't
know who they were. One blonde, one dark brunette and one black haired
lady. They were very, very hot. Lots of sucking all parts of the body,
nice chain oral scene between the 3 of them. As they were going to it,
Jenna comes in some very sexy white lace lingerie, sits down and
watches them, as she plays with her panties. Does anyone know the names
of these three. The black haired one, could really pump the dildo's in
the asses of the other two girls! Hot scene....smokin....
Scene Five: At the end of scene four, Jenna walks from one room to
another and is transformed into a 60's "flower child"...In the room is
another tall thin blonde...I forgot her name as well. Anyway the two
dance and play around...and in comes Peter North..dressed as a vacuum
cleaner salesman...This made no sense...but he was stripped of his
clothes fairly fast, so one didn't have to figure out why the "nimrod"
who wrote the script wanted a vacuum cleaner salesman in the scene..oh
well...hollywood and the scripts writers....
Anyway... Jenna and the other girl, get going at Peter... A very hot
scene is where the tall blonde is on her back, Jenna is doggy, the
other girl is eating out Jenna...as Peter alternates between fuckin
Jenna and sticking his cock down the throat of the waiting other
girl...That guy North...he has all the fun!
As is his custom, Peter gets a very nice spew shot,,about 6 or 7 good
streams in the faces of the two women. Both are eager for the
cum...none of this eyes closed, lips clenched stuff...Just overt
eagerness!
So not a bad film, I can live with Jenna...especially if she is
learning from the likes of Jeanna Fine!
If anyone out there is knowledgeable about the names of the other
actresses in the scenes I mentioned I would be very grateful. Why don't
they show the names and faces of the girls at the beginning and ending
of the flicks, so space cowboys like me can associate the names with
the faces....
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