Obviously the highly anticipated scene in this box of Gutter Mouths is the one featuring Hillary Scott. She’s on the cover apropos to growing up fast through the sleazebiz career path rocketing up the charts. I hope I’ll still be wild about her in 6 months, an eternity of wear and tear on a resilient teen destined for bigger things maybe. Right now, she’s caught up on the gonzo–nookie newbie go grind circuit until life spirals out of control. Like I said, check back w/ Smut in October to be fair if we make it that far.
Scene 1 Katja Kassin: My eyes always light up w/ horned glee when I see this name knowing the tush it’s attached to has left an indelible impression on my porn twisted consciousness. Again her glut rises to the occasion ensconced in fishnets a work of blasphemous beauty just shut up and bow a boner to her butt. I didn’t have the time to notice who fucked her because it isn’t my job to keep track of the meatpoles. Sadly, you have to in my line of work and no play makes Smut a dull boy all work and no play make s Smut a dull boy all work and no play makes Smut a dull boy all work and no play makes Smut a dull boy all work and no play makes Smut mad to see one of these idiots ripping off her fishnets b/c of ineptitude at fucking around them the goddamn hired pud. Yeah sure, he tried to make it seem like he was being gonzo, but I saw through that bunk. Katja’s ass pucker is starting to look like a suckerfish on the inside and outside sadly distended. Someday it’s gonna fall out somebody better catch that catastrophe on film at least b/c I’ll pre-nom it no doubt bout dat.
Scene 2 Hillary Scott: Yo! Van Damage is an asshole here. Didn’t anybody brief him on the fact that the concept of the flick is that the bitch hurls the invectives of degradation to incite a hardcore fuck of herself.? NOT the dude trying to dominate the chick. Dumbass. There it is in full effect like Flav’s posse: I’m guilty, too picky, complains too much, too opinionated attitude on the shoulder. Knock it off. Give Hillary some kudos for trying to play her part. I guarantee you sickos will be pleased at the gag duck calls up to the balls ass bashed home invasion. Ouch. Tears of WHY? not joy. Next time, do as I wish and you won’t get hurt.
Scene 3 Kat: Here’s Smut’s Gutter Mouth of the disc, surprise surprise, gomer. I was. Shocked. No it wasn’t Hillary Scott, nor was it Katja Kassin, neither Marie Luv, fuck not! Kat yeah, the fresh faced innocent no more young whore that makes it more dirty that ol’ donkey dicked granddad Herschel Savage is the greasy satryr who sweet sausages her anus. Impure sleaze makes you cringe until Kat takes control and rolls w/ the rectal exploitation like a hot dog bun of an inspirational anal cowgirl.
Scene 4 Marie Luv: Sure, after three quality scenes w/ three Smut respected sluts there’s bound to be a bad be-yotch in every batch. She looks like a pro who hangs around casino bars, but that’s ok if that’s what you like to play with. Not Smut. Not bad, but I’m finished here and before I bounce I must recommend this. Highly.