Manuel Ferrara’s Ripe 4

Anyone who’s picked through the supermarket peach bin, searching for the most succulent specimen to devour, will appreciate Manuel Ferrara’s Ripe 4. As with any batch of fruit, there will be some rot to work around. Modest-tittied, sweet-faced blonde Haley Reed, despite being born in 1996, initially comes across as more world-weary than her age would warrant. But then, knowing that one is about to be subjected to the carnal savagery of Manuel Ferrara might dampen anyone’s joie de vivre a tad. Still, Reed boasts juicy butt cheeks and a plump snatch, and once Ferrara begins to work her over, she sparks to life. The stud plays whack-a-mole with Reed’s tonsils for a bit before hammering at her twat harder than a GOP senator taking aim at the working class. He wrings Reed’s titties as he scours her bung like a meth-charged Roto-Rooter technician, and when he pulls out, her colon gurgles contentedly. Riley Star is a touch on the plain-Jane side of things. Even so, Ferrara makes the most of it, giving Star’s throat a little choke while drubbing her quim and fingering her dirt chute. Eventually he splatters her face like the Jackson Pollock of pop-shots. Anya Olsen might have viewers’ thumbs scrambling for the fast-forward button, but luckily Ripe 4 winds things up with a special treat, Jill Kassidy. Cheerleader-cute and gymnast-limber, tight-bootied Kassidy showcases her flexibility on the yoga mat before doing naked squats on Ferrara’s meat mast. In summary, Ripe 4, though not always mouthwatering, is an adequate pick. —P.D.R.