Producer/Director: Elegant Angel: Patrick Collins Starring: Kethrin Brut (1); Belinda Bayer (2); Angelica (3); Margot
(4); Baybee Cakes (4); Nikki Brantz (5); Anita Blonde(5); Suzy Cat(5);
Santino Lee (1)&(5); Martin Stone (1)&(5); Rick (2); Simon (3);
Roscoe Bowltree (4); Tom Byron (5); Sean Micheals (5) Release Date: 8/96
The funny thing about this flick was that the best scene was not made
by Patrick Collins, but by Tom Byron as a warm-up effort for his new Cumback
Pussy series. The scene was great! Unfortuantely the rest of the
video (as well as most of Tom's later released Cumback Pussy Volumes) don't
compare.
Intro Scene) A joyous Marc Wallace is watching the Fire Department arrive
at the rival Evil Angel.
1) "Designated Driver". Kethrin, a red head, nice tits, OK
bod, takes a shower. Dries off, gets on a hotel bed and masturbates w/vibrator.
Later, while dressed she lets dude in and does him. They are surprised
in the act by Martin who is mad that his wife is screwing a paid escort.
They argue, then decide to make it a threesome. Martin gets blown, then
he eats her out, then he screws her. They make the other dude watch. Then
he anals her doggy. Pulls out and cums on her butt cheeks then he reinserts,
no good after views. Other dude jerks off into a hat (weird).
2) "I Can't Believe It's Butter". Belinda, a red/brunette,
seduces a busboy. Enhanced tits (scar visible) though they hang well, OK
ass. He eats her, she blows him, they screw. He smears butter all over
her tits and pussy. She smears him as well. Then he butters her asshole
and anals her. He jerks off on her hand while she is rubbing her pussy.
3) "Dead Mans Hand". Angelica is a nice looking blonde, small
real tits (fine), good body. She blows him, licks his ass. He fingers her
ass and pussy. He goes A2M with his stinky finger repeatedly. Then he screws
her, then anals her C and doggy and on her back. He goes A2M and she jerks
him off for a partial facial.
4) "The Pause That Refreshes". A couple of Hungarian chicks
and Roscoe. They strip in a bathroom. Roscoe gets blown, then he screws
one of them and jerks off for a facial. A thankfully short scene. The girls
were standard OK-looking Europeans.
5) Tom Byron talks to us for few minutes while Marc Wallace edits a
flick. He talks about his new series called Cum-Back Pussy, and the following
scene is his first attempt. He explains that there will be some rough spots
as this is his first time making a flick.
Sean is getting blown by Nikki. They do a mini-interview. Nice real
tits (which Tom makes a point of telling women to stay away from plastic
surgeons). She blows him for a while hen eats his (Sean's) ass. Sean eats
her ass while she sucks Tom's dick. Sean fucks her doggy, then Tom. They
screw some more then Sean anals her doggy, and deep! Then a DP with Sean
in Nikki's ass. Tom anals her some more and he pulls out from a doggy,
while she spreads her cheeks, and cums on her nicely dilated asshole. Kudos
to Tom, good job! Sean jerks off onto her face and shoulder.
6) "Only in the Hands, Understand?" Sex therapist scenario.
Anita looks more like a redhead than a blonde. Big chest, firm tits; she
plays with them. She teaches Suzi to blow Martin. Santino joins in to make
this a foursome. They screw. Santino jerks off into Anita's hands. Martin
does side by side switchbacks from girl to girl before jerking off onto
their faces. No anal.
We find out that the Evil Angel fire was small. Al Terego (Collins)
appears and makes an ending public safety announcement about children and
fires. Pretty funny.
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