Manuel Opens Their Asses 9

At this stage in his career, Manuel Ferrara has probed enough colons to make a veteran proctologist blush. He’s encountered more assholes than you could pack into a Republican National Convention. To paraphrase Jon Bon Jovi, he’s seen a million rectums, and he’s fucked them all. One could forgive Ferrara if, at this point, he started to see each shitpit put before him like the dial of a time clock, taunting him as he prepares to punch in for yet another soul-crushing shift at the fudge-packing factory. Yet, in Manuel Opens Their Asses 9, Ferrara’s enthusiasm shows no signs of flagging as he takes a few more merry romps in Cornhole Valley. In fact, his performances occasionally take on a gladiatorial zeal as he gets a little slap-happy with his scenemates. It probably doesn’t hurt that the cabooses he’s plundering are attached to some rather attractive females. Blond bombshell Jesse Pony is all va, va and voom, her body as curvy as a winding mountain road. Ferrara goes into alpha-wolf mode, alternately doling out praise and degradation as he punishes Pony’s colon. The drama gets cranked up to psychosexual intensity in Ferrara’s scene with willowy blonde Hyley Winters, who spews a relentlessly vulgar barrage of smut talk that borders on comedic as Manuel lays waste to her turd cutter. (“Slam me in my fucking asshole! Yeah! Yes, destroy that fucking ass, baby!” Winters howls at one point.) Not to be outdone, pretty brunette Vanessa Sky begs, “Yes, make me fucking black out, please!” as Manuel wraps his fingers around her throat. Manuel Opens Their Asses 9 will leave viewers similarly putting a chokehold on their hard-ons. —P.D.R.