Anal Cuties Vol. 8

The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, the old adage says. Anal Cuties Vol. 8 suggests an alternate aphorism, namely that the path to a woman’s brain is through her asshole. Exotic brunette Gina Valentina kicks things off by bouncing on a trampoline and babbling frenetically about how excited she is about her impending colon-stuffing. Luckily, after the semi-annoying monologue, Valentina’s sphincters prove to be as elastic and springy as the trampoline she’s sodomized on, and cock firmly ensconced in cornhole, she abandons the inane yammering. Valentina’s assigned prick-slinger finger-fucks her crap hatch like it owes her money, then drills for oil with his cock, pummeling her colon with a pugilist’s fervor as she yelps and gasps while walloping her ass cheek like a speed bag at the gym. The scene comes to resemble an MMA match as Valentina is pinned down and anally dominated, choked, slapped and thrown around. I had to double-check that my video player wasn’t on fast-forward, such was the manic pace of this fuck. Eliza Jane looks like a younger, more angelic Mariska Hargitay, minus the rack, as she works her hand and mouth on a fat cock, then straddles dick and stuffs her colon with the athleticism of a seasoned gymnast. By the end of it all, Jane’s turd-cutter gapes like a wormhole. Anal Cuties Vol. 8 will likewise leave viewers’ mouths agape—and their trousers packed with joy. —P.D.R.