Bra Busters 8
If Bra Busters 8 proves anything, it’s that the phrase “It’s the tits” isn’t always such a great thing. At least there’s truth in advertising: Bra Busters 8 delivers top-heavy trollops whose weighty teat-meat could probably shift the Earth’s gravitational pull. But the erotic gourmet must ask, what’s better, the greasy offerings of an all-you-can-eat buffet or a sumptuous mouthful that you’ll remember as one of the prime sensual experiences of your lifetime? Case in point: trout-lipped blonde Kayla Kayden, whose overinflated jugs hang from her supple frame and look much like the type of sandbags used in a Louisiana hurricane. Ultra-endowed Angela White is bound to have one hell of a time when she’s 70 and pinching her nipples under the legs of her walker, but for the time being she’s subjected to a more painful activity: the sexual abandon of Manuel Ferrara. Their scene resembles a jiu-jitsu session as they wrap their bodies around each other in carnal combat. Voluptuous Latina Missy Martinez provides some respite from the dreary proceedings, taking a pounding to her culo until it gapes open like a particularly compromised section of the U.S.-Mexico border wall. But despite its occasional charms, Bra Busters 8 will ultimately leave viewers sighing, No thanks for the mammaries. —P.D.R.