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Top-heavy femmes in stupid swapping porn
lor_ from New York, New York
30 March 2011
Revived on Vol. 113 of Something Weird's Dragon Art Theatre series, A
FANTASY FULFILLED is a boring XXX exercise made watchable only by the
casting of bosomy (and prominently-nippled) actresses.
It gets off to a sleep-inducing start with an unappealing hairy hero
John (beard, plus gobs of hair on his legs and backside) awoken by KUNT
radio station, causing him to have some morning sex with unattractive
but busty wife Peggy. After sex they shower together and he gets a wet
blow job, cueing his second straight money shot -give this anonymous
performer some credit.
Their niece Louise shows up, but her baggage was lost at the airport
(PORN INTERPRETATION: the production manager on this cheapie couldn't
cough up even an overnight bag as prop).
Next scene has our stars' friends Chris (porn stalwart John Keith) and
Irene (ultra-busty at 40DD level and anonymous) humping. Typically,
Keith gets a blow job, but his humping is strictly softcore (he's
incapable of an erection), yet he manages to deliver a money shot in
the manner of similarly flaccid John Holmes.
John & Peggy throw a party for six, with third couple consisting of
long-haired Bobby and his bosomy redhead wife Frieda. Group's
overwritten (in a film which typically stresses improv elsewhere)
discussion hits on mate-swapping, with a digression to criticize our
hypocritical society in typical condescending porn-fashion. Before you
know it they're playing a selection game using car keys rather than
Spin the Bottle, and pair off with each other's mates for some heavy
sex. Keith gets paired with hostess Peggy and, as usual, she gives him
an endless blow job, precluding his need to perform.
Only switch here is redheaded Frieda asking her host for anal sex, a
novelty for both of them and he naturally obliges. It's almost comical
as her feet wave around to show her orgasmic thrill at giving this kink
a go. Fortunately this film is of the "clean feet" variety, a pertinent
fact in the world of bargain-basement porn.
Excuse for a plot intrudes when niece Louise comes home early and finds
Peggy nude with Chris. She's aghast at this infidelity, even more so
when Uncle John readily acknowledges that he knew all about it and was
doing the same deed himself.
That night Louise talks to herself, wondering at her prudish reactions
and masturbates freely. Next day the boy who she met at the airport
shows up (in a poorly directed scene where he's hustled onto the set
immediately after aunt & uncle split) and Louise gets it on. His
copious money shot mercifully cues THE END.
Film's draw is based on the beautiful breasts of the older trio of
women, plus the lean & lithe fresh beauty of the non-actress portraying
Louise. She vaguely resembles Cindy Crawford complete with beauty mark,
which isn't a bad thing -far better than watching a movie about a
gerbil. Her extreme expertise in giving the guy a blow job spoils the
"virginal" role, however.
Film's musical track is among the crummiest Muzak displays in memory,
tossing in actual pirated hits to boot. Just a partial rundown of the
lousy selections: "You Don't Know Me", "For Once in My Life", "An Old
Fashioned Love Song", "If You Could Read My Mind", "Don't Sleep in the
Subway", "Take Me Home, Country Roads", "Homeward Bound", "Tie a Yellow
Ribbon Round the Ole Oak Tree", "San Francisco (Be Sure to Wear Flowers
in Your Hair)", "Can't Take My Eyes Off You" and finally Neil Young
singing "Sugar Mountain" and Bob Dylan singing "Shelter from the Storm"
(a brand-new track when this film was made).
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