GINA LYNN'S CLOSE-UP 2
The first episode of
Gina Lynn's Close-Up must have been SO popular, that the need to see what
Gina Lynn does the day AFTER a day-long humpfest was enough to force the crews to come together once again to make
Gina Lynn's Close-up 2, which, in my non-human opinion, is just the same movie with just a different running order. Sure, there's a few new faces. Sure, there's a scene where THREE hot pieces of human flesh are bumping and grinding on a sofa playing with carrots...or...well, carrot-shaped toys. (Don't want to give any unnecessary credit to those prick carrots, now do I?)
Perhaps the thing I'm supposed to come away from this movie is this:
Gina Lynn's finest asset is...ta-da!
Her ass. Heck, she can't narrate to save her life... I've known a parsnip that could act her under the table...(and he usually does do it under the table...'cuz ya know...he's short and all.) She's also not the best at recapping the days' events (unless of course all she DOES at home is videotape people screwing, screw someone, and then go to sleep...Nice, eh?) We should all be so lucky.
I've got a few stockboys to hack up, then I'm off to hack ahole in Gina Lynn's bathroom door. MWAHAHAHAHAH
