simpler, happier times...
mr. hardcore is at some porn convention in atlantic city, and, as always, is looking for girls dumb enough to do a scene with him. he meets candy cotton, who has aspirations of being in playboy. mr. hardcore convinces her that he can help with that, as he is pretty tight with mr. hefner. (total lie, i'm pretty sure- what a fucking dumb whore) he takes her back to his hotel room for the usual. there are some great lines in this scene, like when he tells her that sometimes hef will bring over a friend to fuck her, too, as an explanation for shoving a dildo up her vagina as he fucks her ass. he does some notable acting when he tells her that he feels that she has a great shot at getting into playboy. the sarcasm was so thick, it almost split my monitor. and, more than that, let me say that ms. cotton is absolutely dynamite in this scene. her performance is just great. she's all bug-eyes and mugging facials the whole way through. she actually yells things like "yow!" and "eeep!" when mr. hardcore is ramming his little penis in her ass. he gets her in piledriver position and she exclaims, "this is a strange way to be, mister!" just fantastic.
mr. hardcore is taking a nature walk when he comes upon candi daze. just a whore, out in the wild. he catches her masturbating on a bench, (i don't know if it's supposed to be a park or something, or what. i mean, i guess it could be a secluded area of a park, but they never make anything explicit. it appears to be just a wild area with an unexplained bench sitting there. you may consider this a deficiency of the scene that it's never addressed) and threatens to tell on her if she doesn't let him do his thing to her. she complies. mr. hardcore stays clothed for a lot of this scene, just pulling his dick out of his zipper whole and doing damage with his khakis on. finally when he takes his pants off, he has her on his lap in reverse cowgirl. at this point i noticed all the nature sounds. i closed my eyes and decided that it was quite soothing, in its way. the calming sounds of nature, the gentle creaking of the bench, the rhythmic whimpering of the whore as her butthole is plowed mercilessly by max hardcore, and the occasional low, growling interjections of mr. hardcore himself ("yeaaahhh...that's nice...stupid little piece of shit...") all combine to form an offbeat and oddly compelling aural experience. then he makes her drink his piss out of her vagina through a straw. finally, he takes fucking forever to cum on her face while she still has half a pussy full of piss and flies buzzing around her wrecked, lipstick-adorned butthole.
now mr. hardcore is in his hotel room looking through the yellow pages for an escort. he decides on a barely legal schoolgirl, and fawna shows up at his door. she says her name is barbara, which i thought was strange. usually real porn names are used to help facilitate the blurring of the fantasy/reality line. but whatever. she has great natural breasts and notes that she was a C cup by the time she was thriteen. this piques mr. hardcore's interest. he notes that he's never had an escort before and isn't sure of the etiquette. "barbara" says that this is her first job and she's not totally sure, either. so they just wing it, and you can imagine the kind of hijinks that ensue. i personally found fawna to be a bit of a tease in this scene, because she gags something fierce every time mr. hardcore sticks it in her mouth, but she never actually vomits. fawna has a much more notable scene in max extreme 15, where she is victimized by mr. hardcore and cloey adams. she plays the victim to great effect in that scene.
mr. hardcore had on a snazzy jean jacket in the outdoor scene with ms. daze. i remember when i was little, my older brother had a jean jacket and i made my parents get me one, too. simpler, happier times...
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