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NSFW: The Weekly Porn Review

..is all abut "orgies"

We are featuring:
TT Boy's Orgy World Brown and Round  9
Released: 2006
Director T.T. Boy



Starring Misty Stone, Nicole, Mone Devine, Angie, Pursuajon, Kina Kai, Raven Sky, Kaleah, Fantasy, Janae Foxx, Sensious, Oakland, Sensous


I got this DVD in a box given to me by my friend (who for all purposes shall remain nameless..but I'm sure she's reading this! LOL)..  Her husband's cousin (I think) was cleaning out the porn and he had (what she said) was garbage bags full and she sent me several  DVDs (of course after she, admittely, got all the good stuff).. I really appreciated it. Between the internet and her stashes she gave me (Oh she also gave me some as a wedding gift..LMAO!), I really didn't have to buy porn for the rest of my life (Yep..it's that much! LOL).

Now, I will preface this by saying I am NOT into orgies. I mean, if it's a threesome or something in a scene, I can tolerate it. But the thought of an actual party going on with people doing the do is kinda hard to swallow (no pun intended..LOL). I just feel it's just too many penises and boobs in one place.

I watched it because honestly, the packaging was appealing. The people looked attractive and I figured it couldnt be bad...


Boy was I wrong..

First of all, it was hosted by the rapper YuckMouth. Where they find that ninja at, is beyond me! Secondly, it was noisy as hell, It looked like a rap video exploded and wouldnt turn off. The women were in cheap, terrible outfits with awfully applied makeup and raggedy weaves.I had never heard of any of these chicks in my life. Like none looked familiar. I did recognize some of the men (Brian Pumper, Lex Steele....) Some of the chicks were far too overweight to be trying some of those positions (Nothing against my big sisters...but cmon son!! *throws up the Ed Lova sign!*) It was way too  much cellulite and baby oil. There are also always more men than women...I guess that's the rules to that kind of stuff...I wouldn't know! *shrug* But I think it's totally LAME and unrealsitic for some chick to rubbing one out ALONE on a couch is just.....well...it' .ridiculous. *smh*

Also, there was one broad. OMG! How LOUD (and ugly) was she!! It was like she was being murdered or attacked! It got to the point where others in the room started LAUGHING..... I was like..Are they laughing? LMAO! Then..when she gave head..it was like..SUPER juicy (Note: I am an advocate of the "sloppy copy"...but homegirl was wayyyyy too sloppy). It wasnt even appealing. It was like frothy like the top of a beer (*gag*).  That was utterly disgusting dude. She truly needed to work on that.... I mean..if I was a "porn coach"...(Hmm...*thinking*. I could become one and just make it my job! LOL) I'd give her some tips on controlling the "frothy" buildup. It was like she had cotton mouth! *barf*
 
As an alternative to this movie..if you are into orgies..I would recommend: Black Ass Orgy 4 (you can view it via that link) Much more balanced. Much more attractive people and a variety (although there is sitll baby oil and cellulite...we don't have that level of loudness...still loud..but not GHETTO loud) AND..it's not too long. (The other movie was well over an hr..and there is only so much of that you can take!)
 
 
However, I give this joint 2.5 out of 5 stars. *thumbs down* I really don't think I'd pull that one out again...

Comments

  1. You had me dying! LoL, I hate low budget porn or just super hood porn... it takes the novelty from it all.

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  2. Funny post as usual. I can't really say that I am into porn. There's just something about it that turns my stomach, many of the reasons why, I found listed in your post.

    But, as I see, the porno show definitely goes on.

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  3. I'm with you! I've always hated orgy scenes with a passion. THere's way too much going on at once, and where do you focus your attention. No thanks! Give me a one-on-one (or maybe two-on-one, lol) scene anyday.

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