Manuel Ferrara’s Ripe 7
At this point, you pretty much know what to expect from a Manuel Ferrara joint. No-frills carnal brutality, punctuated by spit-swabbed shit chutes being spelunked by fingers and fuckstick courtesy of Ferrara, who in his yeomanly way might very well deserve the title Hardest Working Man in the Jizz Biz. The only real variable at this point is the quality of cooze he chooses to plunder in any given title. Luckily, with Ripe 7 , Ferrara has gathered a pretty sweet bushel of peaches. Bright-eyed babes with lithe bodies unmarred by the surgeon’s scalpel are put through their paces via Ferrara’s nuclear-powered sex drive. Adria Rae’s model-fine mug gets plastered with Ferrara’s nut nectar after a thorough ass-fucking. With her pixie-hippie demeanor, Alex Blake looks like the cute counter girl you fantasize about porking between sips of your latte. Blake’s fresh-faced appeal is punctuated by bite-size tits, a balloon-knot between her pert ass cheeks that’s cuter than a baby panda in a unicorn costume and heart-shape pubes above her immaculate twat. Despite her dainty appearance, Blake goes at Ferrara’s spum-gun with ravenous enthusiasm, earning a foamy face splash for her efforts. Jerkoffs whose tastes lean more toward the bombshell type will appreciate Autumn Falls, a tawny-skinned sexpot with curves to spare. Ripe 7 will get your juices flowing good. —P.D.R.