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Subject: Review: American Tushi
Date: Fri, 9 Aug 1996 02:09:08 -0400
Seymore Butts's - American Tushy
Starring: Taren; Missy; Lovette; Markie; Morgan Fairlane; Alex Sanders; and
Hakan
1) Seymore picks up Hakan from airport. This guy is supposed to be the Rocco
replacement (according to their shameless promotions). They go to Taren's
hotel room. She is a hot little number; brown hair, green eyes, nice ass.
She immediately blows him, she has beautiful medium real tits, and he
munches her trimmed but not bald pussy. He fucks her on her back while she
fingers her asshole. Every now and then she screams that she is cuming and
liquid erupts from her, see my observations from scene #3. They screw doggy
for a bit, then RC; they eventually anal her doggy while Seymore tries to
fist her. Then a RAC, followed by an analing on her back (not bad). He pulls
out and jerks off on her face and mouth. Not all that great.
2) Lovette and Markie with Hakan. Markie is an older looking blonde,
reminds me of Torri Spelling (Yeacch!) a little, blonde wavy hair, nice sized
tits (probably real) - ok body, nice ass. I don't find her particularly
attractive though. Lovette is her usual inflated self. They do the
threesome thing. He screws them both. They all munch each other; Lovette
lubes up Markies ass then he anals her doggy with much lube. Then he anals
Lovette spoon. He pulls out and cums over both of their faces. Nothing
special.
3) Taren and Alex Sanders, along with Hakan and some chick (Missy?). She is
blonde with nice real tits. They all avail themselves upon a blindfolded
Taren. There is another "squirting" scene while they have there fingers in
her pussy. She may indeed be squirting out some pee. I couldn't see any
evidence of hoses or other trickery. The other actress remarks, "I've never
seen that before - that's fucked!". Anyway, the blindfold comes off and they
split into two couples, the blonde (Missy?) with Hakan and Taren and Alex.
They all screw. There is another squirting scene with Taren and a close
slo-mo inspection leads me to believe that she is actually squirting pee. I
guess golden showers is ok as long as you pass it off as "cumming". She does
this several more times later. Then Taren gets analed RAC. Then they switch
partners and Alex anals Missy. Then they switch back and Alex pulls out of
Tarens pussy and dumps a huge load on her mouth and face and skull fucks her
some more. Similarly Haken pulls out and shoots cum into Missy's eyes and
mouth.
4) Hakan screws Missy. Then they do a RAC followed by an anal spoon. He
pulls out and cums on her tits. Blah.
5) Seymore goes to the office and Ron Jeremy shows up. Ron accuses Hakan of
stealing his girlfriend. The girl, Morgan, is a good-looking blonde. She
says she is new to the business. She has a long tattoo on her left shoulder.
She is a dancer/bachelor party girl from Salt Lake. Says she'll do a
threesome with both of them (Ron and Hakan). The video ends with a lame
excuse from Seymore about running out of tape (why didn't they cut the whole
interview bullshit out). He does show some snipits from the threesome,
including some deepthroating of both guys, some decent analing and a
decent-looking DP. He then cuts it off and tells that you can see all this
and more in his upcoming video "Slipin' in through the Out Door". Then
another preview. Oh well, its the old "save the good stuff for a future
tape" trick. Assholes! (my copy of this tape had about 15 minutes of blank
tape on the end).
It wasn't the greatest video, and Hakan ain't no Rocco, but most of the women
were attractive and the action was so-so. Good marks for some real tits
(Lovette is obviously not invited into that wholesome catagory). She looks
painfully big - and it is distracting in an unflattering way.
Enjoy! Peace Out.
Os
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