This little fistie went to market. This little fistie stayed home...remember the minor ruckus created by the knuckle sandwich scene between Chloe and Alisha Klass that "accidentally" slipped into the Seymore Butts' tape, Tampa Tushy Fest? Well, ya got 98 minutes worth of ruckus and a whole lotta Dagwood sandwich goin' on with the release of Chloe's fisting feature for Elegant Angel titled, appropriately enough, The First, The Whole Fist and Nothing But the Fist. By the way, it's about fisting lest there be any doubt in overstatements of the obvious.
Along with Chloe, a devotee of the practice, "Fist" features Keisha, Felecia, Charlene Aspen, Lena Ramon, Felecia Ryder, Ruby, Phyllisha Anne, Mia, Gizelle Yum, Justine Romee, Zarina and more explosive facial contortions than you'd find in a pig manure pileup. It's directed by Patrick Collins who, as Roscoe Bowltree, makes a cameo entree near the end of the tape by lending his palm, which is approximately the size of a Yogi Berra catcher's mitt, to the cause. And Chloe takes it like the woman she is.
A screen crawl at the beginning of the tape lends some historical background. Did you know, for instance, that fisting derives from an ancient practice called Punio Con Cinco Dedos? And I always thought it was a Simon & Garfunkel cover tune. However, that being a shard of information best reserved for Regis Philbin, we're also told that the object of this tape is to educate and inform which Chloe, Keisha and Felecia try to do at the outset, certainly with no abling assistance from the marriage of tinny acoustics and strains of Beethoven's Fifth Symphony.
According to her, Chloe's been doing it for five years. "There's nothing in you that's not being stimulated," she says, confessing to having tears in her eyes often during the course of the experience. All things considered, Chloe must be a regular riot at fisting funerals. Keisha says she's been doing it from the time she was 15. "The hardest part is getting past the knuckles," she informs, a comment often made by Leon Spinks during his heyday. "I feel like my whole body's being massaged," she adds. On the other hand, Felecia says she's never been able to get a fist inside of her. And, if observation serves correctly, her record's still intact but not for lack of trying.
Chloe gathers the consortium of naked ladies together and, before the action/orgy begins, lectures about unacceptable jewelry - rings, wristwatches, brass knuckles. Just kidding about the brass knuckles. "The pussy is a muscle," she says. "The more you use it, the stronger it gets. It's not a violent act, but a wonderful connection bond." Needless to say, I'ver had some pleasures in my life - tapioca pudding, Breyer's Vanilla ice cream, checks that didn't bounce, but none of which equates to the shuddering, spasmodic reactions exhibited by Chloe. There's missionary fisting, doggie fisting, foot fisting and OR-quality overhead shots as teams of surgeons converge on snatch, making this probably the outré of outrés in all-girl entertainment. Be the fist in your neighborhood to get a copy.
