Movie Review: ‘Manuel is a MILF-o-maniac’
Intervention: Manuel is a MILF-o-maniac
By: P. Weasels
We in the porn viewing world know that is it is not fair to single out Manuel Ferrara as a Milfomaniac. He is, in fact, a maniac for all seasons, an omnimaniac, and to limit him to a mania for MILFs would be reductive and unfair. It is instructive that he is so much a ?
We in the porn viewing world know that is it is not fair to single out Manuel Ferrara as a Milfomaniac. He is, in fact, a maniac for all seasons, an omnimaniac, and to limit him to a mania for MILFs would be reductive and unfair. It is instructive that he is so much a maniac that he is having to franchise his manias now, and We can only hope that people who are not in the know will not ghettoize him for his love of tanned 30-somethings with fake boobs. We understand him, and in watching Ava Addams preen in front of the mirror as he watches, or seeing Julia Ann’s tits pop out of her bikini as he delivers her a drink, we can sympathize with his affliction.
Ava Addams? preparations for her date with Manuel turn X-rated when she realizes he’s watching her through the window. Removing all the clothing she just took so much time to put on, she shows him what they both know he is going to be getting later that night, and they abandon the idea of going out and go straight to the fucking.
Ava is in control right up until Manuel comes into the room, and then she’s just riding the tiger and holding on for dear life. Manuel’s mania completely takes over, and she finds herself smacked, slapped, choked, ass-fucked, and generally railroaded for a good forty minutes. To be fair, she appears to enjoy every second of it, moaning and squealing to beat the band. Manuel really goes to town on her, using every part of the buffalo and setting the pace for a real barn-burner.
Cherie DeVille is delightfully excited about her high school reunion, at which she is going to dress up like a football slut — apparently she still has the outfit — but Manuel is more excited about finding out what’s under the clothes, even though he can see most of it already. Manuel’s not a football player, but he’s eager to find out what cheerleaders do under the bleachers.
There aren’t any bleachers around, but it seems like Cherie is no stranger to couches. If she really was a football slut in high school, it prepared her well for her evening with Manuel — it’s a rough game, and Manuel clearly believes that she can take a pounding. He is not gentle with her, but she’s ready for everything he can bring to the field. At the end of the scene, she is positively chortling with glee as he covers her face in spunk, and Manuel is gasping with exhaustion.
Julia Ann is wearing entirely too much swimsuit as Manuel delivers a nice cold drink; if only he had known she was going to fall out of it when she turned over, he probably would have brought it sooner. Once they start talking, the tits come right back out, and a hopeful massage turns into a riotous fuck with no delay at all.
Julia knows what she wants, and coquettish flirting gives way to seductive masturbation and then outright propositioning with Manuel hardly having to raise a finger. Once the game is on, he uses much more than his fingers, climbing aboard and bouncing her deliciously ripe frame around the yard until the explosive finish.
Veronica says she’s booked for today, not tomorrow, and she will not be turned away. She’s hot, made up, dressed in lingerie and as horny as it is possible for a woman to be. She just needs sex, in every hole, and she’ll come back tomorrow and shoot the scene then, as long as Manuel will just please fuck her right now. In every hole, remember.
Her charms wear Manuel down, and he can’t resist the offer of a ripe, firm, tight ass. The fact that her tits are on the table isn’t hurting the negotiations either, and he is, after all, a MILFomaniac. Like the other MILFs Veronica likes it really rough, and she’s a squirter to boot; it’s a good thing they’re outside, because she is practically watering the lawn with every thrust.