Bra Busters 9
Brassieres get stretched to the limit in Bra Busters 9. Unfortunately, on occasion, so does the viewer’s patience. Things start off promisingly, with Savannah Bond, a pretty enough blonde with pendulous jugs. Bond might have considered a career in the Peace Corps; her jaw-dropping knockers could no doubt provide shade and sustenance to an entire Third World village. As it is, Bond occupies herself with taking a spirited dicking from her scenemate, who routs her plump-lipped kisser with his beef bone like a plumber tackling a particularly stubborn drain clog. Eventually he mounts Bond from behind, gripping her by the neck in a move that brings to mind an MMA maneuver. It’s satisfying, at least at first, but somewhere past the 20-minute mark the scene settles into fleshy monotony, an endurance test for performers and viewers alike. Luckily, glamour-pussed brunette Autumn Falls arrives next to inject some fresh blood and sumptuous melons into the proceedings. Falls’ milk mounds are perfectly shaped, and her scene with Manuel Ferrara even boasts a hint of acrobatic ingenuity, as Ferrara shoves his big toe into Falls’ yap while she squats atop his prick. The scene ends with Ferrara raining semen upon her face, the second facial in a row for this offering— which presents a thematic quandary: If big tits are the focus here, don’t they deserve to shine in the jizz-glistening spotlight? The video closes with mocha-skinned cum-catcher Aryana Adin who, while appropriately mountain-mammed, is equally outsized everywhere else. The cups runneth over in Bra Busters 9, but it’s a glass-half-empty experience for the audience. —P.D.R.