Manuel Creampies Their Asses 4
Take one part scruffy-ass fuck with a boner that wouldn’t quit at his own mother’s funeral. Combine with a mixed bag of cum-drenched cornholes, and bake at a steadily decreasing heat for two and a half hours. That’s the basic recipe for Manuel Creampies Their Asses 4, Manuel Ferrara’s latest foray into brutality and sodomy. The concept here is not difficult to grasp. Scraggly cocksmith Manuel Ferrara—who with each passing video looks more and more like a rail-riding hobo—plows his way through a succession of turd trenches, finding new and semiunique ways to showcase his ball batter. Unfortunately, the uneven quality of talent makes this a bumpy ride for the dickdriven drifter. Ferrara’s journey starts out smoothly enough, with scrumptious, bouncy-rumped brunette Brittany Shae. Ferrara brutally finger-fucks Shae before planting his pole in her pooper and strumming her clit like a clumsy banjo player. En route to Shit Chute Junction, he puts Shae through an endurance test that has her eyes rolling back in her head with each stab at her colon. Exotic, supple-assed Morgan Lee follows, receiving a vigorous tongue-fuck to her dung hatch before Ferrara wedges his ugly banana-slug cock through her sphincter and drills away. Lee eventually farts her lover’s load into a martini glass before quaffing it down. Sadly, the quality gets as slippery as a greased turd from there; with a donkey’s grin and a monstrous asshole that resembles an octogenarian’s toothless smile, Cherie DeVille looks like she should be pulling a plow in an Eastern bloc country. Manuel Creampies Their Asses 4 tastes great at first, but leaves the viewer with a touch of indigestion.