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Cocktails

Cocktails

Released Dec 01st, 2000
Running Time 89
Director Lizzy Borden
Company Extreme Associates
Cast John Strong, Kristi Myst, Jewel De'Nyle, Jessica Jewel, Candy Cotton, Brian Surewood, Brandon Irons, Steve Taylor, Mark Wood, Rich Handsome, Augie, Luciano (I)
Critical Rating AAAA
Genre All-Sex

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Synopsis

New School smut at its most debased, this is not your father's porn. Make way for the New Aesthetic.

Reviews

Continuing to push the vile edge of that ol' porn envelope, those sick, twisted types over at Extreme serve up five Cocktails that your customers aren't likely to order at their local watering hole.

These cocktails are stomach-churning concoctions of spittle, gag-goo and ball butter, mixed in beer mugs and wine glasses throughout each of the tape's five sizzling sex scenes, hoisted down by every female at the finish of the fornicating.

Outrageous and gross? You bet. Different - all right, disgustingly so - and boundary-busting? Absolutely. Marketable? Fuck yes. Like it or not, all you Old School guys out there, this is exactly the type of well, extreme, harder-edged material that a substantial segment of porn consumers (think Generations X, Y and Z) crave.

In between all that perverse bartending, director Lizzy Borden cranks out yet another volume of very hard-edged, damn strong porn. Verbal abuse, choking and face slapping abound.

The tape starts off with a relatively simple one-on-one, then adds more bodies for each successive scene. Highlights - or lowlights, if you prefer - include big-titted blonde Candy Cotton's balls-to-the-wall attitude as she's assaulted by Brian Surewood and Arnold S. ("Bottoms up," she utters at the start, then does just that) and bad girl Jewel De'Nyle brazenly affixing her cocktail glass in her bikini top for easy access as she roughly gets triple-penetrated, then triple-face-frosted.

For the grand finale, Borden has angel-faced Kristi Myst savaged every which way by a quartet of swordsmen and made to literally bathe in the largest, foulest, most nauseating cocktail of all, one which includes an unhealthy dose of - yummy - enema fluids. It's enough to turn one's stomach. After one has blown one's load, of course.



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