A lot of viewers will have trouble getting past the first sequence. The opening shot is a 14 dildo, fresh and pink and shiny. Pull back and there is Vincent de Marco, long hair, smooth and sultry, bragging about his point of entry. (British metal Shred provided the score) and he slowly sits down on the dildo, taking a little bit at a time. He has shaved his balls for this closeup and the camera takes advantage as we watch every inch slide on down the road. Once impaled, he begins an athletic self fuck on the dildo which is attached to the side of a bathtub. This is anguish time and his face shows it, but he is a trooper and keeps going until he shoots a triple squirt. And damned if he doesnt do the whole thing again! (People who have worked with him call him a cum factory and this movie proves it. As a reward for this good video fuck, the director lets him sing a song in the only truly embarrassing part of the movie. Its cold out, see, and snowy, so Vincent (now dressed macho) and Eric Carter in cowboy drag with a gee-tar says Since its so shitty outside, why dont we just stay inside and sing a song. de Marco does a bad (very bad) cross between Rod Stewart and Garth Brooks and you sort of forgive him because he did take that 14 inches up his ass. Okay, song over, fuck begins, and from this point on, theres no troublesome character development to slow things up. The sex scenes are all anal and wild (more rimming than weve seen in a long time, and Vincent ends the flick being fucked by Ron Simmons and damned if he doesnt do another triple squirt. This is the guy to have on your team.
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