This crypotoquip is a second take after a chronic delivery, butt I’ve been observing the 4th of July instead. And I’ve had many days to ruminate over it. Press play again, and naturally skipped the Manuel and Sunny Lane before scene banter since sometimes Id rather not know what goes into the nuts a bolts behind a glitzy well-designed fantasy cum reality valid only in front of viewer through camera in glorious digital. The movie begins,so time to chillax and observe, this is Big Wet Asses with William H. at the helm, I say that because somewhere strewn amidst the dvd jetsam around my room I found a copy of Zupko’s BWA with Katja Kassin and decided to make a comparison. There wasn’t any, just like I vaguely thought.
Sunny Lane has taken that step to the upper echelon of whores, scoff it if you want, but take a look at her writhing like a slippery basilisk turning my trouser troll to stone whilst pouring water over her tongue then down her arched back oil beaded butt crack. Boo-yah! Plus, this bitch can shake her ass like a slippery lil slyph that I'd even be tempted to go peep her strip show when I'm not slackin' off again.