These reviews were written by a man who loves black women;
hopefully these films will add to one's enjoyment of women in
general. They do for me, anyway.
What's Butt Got To Do With It
Diana Knight stars as "Keena Burner", with Julian St. Jox as her
abusive, cheating Ike figure. Persia also stars as a friend of
Keena's.
We observe Julian cheating with several women, with the action
settling on Janet Jacme (Julian's real-life paramour), who gives
him (takes from him really - some nice mouth-fucking) head, looking
as beautiful and sexy as ever. Julian reaches over her back and
slides fingers into her pussy and crack. He eats her too (see, he's
not really such a bad guy) with her moaning sexily and hungrily while
her fat little buns are in the air. Some doggie-style ensues,
followed by some anal. As always, it's amazing to see such a big cock
fucking into that little kiester. She rides him anally, too. She
takes the load on/in her mouth. Janet is looking great, and this is a
very, very good sex scene.
Next, Persia watches and helps a couple of white chicks rub pussies.
She gets her own box eaten out, too. Persia's looking good here, she's
looking very strong and powerful. The scene doesn't do much for me,
though.
Persia informs Diana that Julian is a dog. For the love of her friend,
she sets out to prove this by seducing him. But first, Julian sets Ron
Jeremy up with some moderately attractive blond white chick. She's a big
girl, which is good - that way maybe she won't get her abdomen crushed if
Ron tries to mount her. He eats her, she rides him, and he comes on her
face. The scene doesn't do anything for me (I'm really just into black
women).
Now Persia (she's lost weight since this filming - I like her better here
with meat on her bones - she's all woman) seduces Julian. Who knows
what exactly he sees that he wants so much - it could be the big, big
ass which she seems to be willing to let him bone, it could be those
huge tits, or it could be that lovely face. Or maybe a combination of
those factors. He eats her pussy for a while, and eventually gets to
mount her from behind. That looks like a ride that I want to get on
next. Mmmmmm. Her can is nice and big here. Her big buns are packed
into a white fishnet stocking and I love the look of it. She lets him
up her poop canal, but only from underneath. Still, the camera catches
everything pretty well and Julian fucks her in and out, nice and slow,
with his big dick working that brown canal while she rubs her pussy. I
don't think Persia was ever very big on anal, she's really rubbing that
pussy. Her big tits look good there bouncing while he continuously
fucks her there. It's a very extended anal fuck into that big ass,
and I think it's great. I'd like some too, please. He comes on her
pussy (while I usually come onto my belly at this point).
Finally, Julian gets his comeuppance for dissing Diana. Two police
officers arrive to investigate complaints against "Ike" just as
"Keena" is preparing to leave him. She wants them to just be quiet
and let her get away, and says "I'll do anything" if you just let me
get out of here without a scene. Clumsily enough, this cuts straight
into her sucking both of their white dicks in the parking lot. "Ike"
is watching and not apparently happy but they keep flashing their badges
up at him so he just continues to watch from his balcony. Diana is
a cute lady with a fairly unique looking face. She looks very nice in
this film. She lets one guy hump her while she sucks the other, with
the guy behind her coming all over her very cute little butt. He gets in
for a little bit of anal, too. The other guy comes onto her pretty
smiling face while she plays with both dicks. Well, she said anything,
and I guess she meant anything. Diana's cute and the scene's not bad
despite a clumsy sexist setup.
Janet J. and Persia make this tape work, and my red, raw dick is
proof indeed that it does work. Actually my dick's not red and raw,
I haven't been jerking it that much, but I thought it might be funny
to say that. This tape can definitely float your boat with those two
scenes, from those two rather beautiful women, and I rate it as a 9.0.
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