SAVAGE SECURITY
OK, this is kind of cool...and it's the first time I've seen it implemented in one of Pleasure's videos before, so I'll mention it now.
The POP SHOT button
That's right, kids... You want to blaze passed a boring sex scene and fast-forward to the EXACT moment where girls get nut blown all over their faces? NOW you can with the
POP SHOT BUTTON. Basically, it's a little icon that appears during a scene in the lower-right corner, and if you hit your 'enter' button on the DVD remore while the disc is playing, you go right to the instant a load is blown. Neat, eh? No? Go fuck myself? Fine. Bite me.
Anyway, the
POP SHOT BUTTON (had to get it in one last time) is installed many times during Gina Lynn's latest, and evidently more high-profile-than-usual fuck film,
SAVAGE SECURITY. I have no fucking clue what the movie is about, but I recognize a lot more of the personnel than is usually inserted in the run-of-the-mill group of dirtbags in a Pleasure Productions video.
Here's the blurb you'll find on the back of the DVD case:
"The Savage Security Agency specializes in high profile protection. Their newest detail is the daughter of an eccentric billionaire. She has received several threats from an unknown assailant. It is Gina Lynn's job to keep her out of harm's way."
Now, I don't know if any of that plot pokes through in this video, but one thing that DOES poke through (excuse the shitty pun) is a hefty meat sword into a flexible young hottie's butt about halfway into the movie. Some musclebound juicehead sticks his crooked pecker into the cornhole of this chick with too much eyeshadow, and it's one of the better scenes in the movie.
Gina does a whopping two...yes, TWO...scenes in this flick, and both of which look like they were shot out on the West coast, and not in some shipping clerk's office in Bayonne, New Jersey (not that I necessarily know what that looks like, but it sounded hip).
It's by far one of the better Gina Lynn films Pleasure has sent over, so I will recommend this one in lieu of sticking my manhood into yet another honeydew melon.