A Guide To “Sensual BDSM For Couples” That Haven’t Figured It Out Already
…perhaps videos like this one can be a face-saving measure—instructional material rather than pornography, like those educational naturist magazines.
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…perhaps videos like this one can be a face-saving measure—instructional material rather than pornography, like those educational naturist magazines.
Alexis Texas has just bought you for seven dollars, and you have the temerity to interrupt her? In “FemDom Ass Worship 18,” the juicy Miss Texas had had enough of your bullshit.
The Kink Armory in San Francisco is obviously designed for all sorts of crazy bondage, but sometimes the building itself can feel too constrictive and claustrophobic. Claire Adams found herself feeling this way when she was handed the reins for her first Hogtied feature, so she took a whole crew out to the Grand Canyon, suspended Penny Pax and Cherry Torn from some rocks, and let Danny Wylde do his thing. It’s a magical scene.
We can’t guarantee we’ll post them, but if they’re sexy and/or unusual, there’s a very good chance that we will. Such is the case here: multi-talented artist Conrad Grossman sent us a hot gallery of Alisha Adams all tied up in elaborate shibari knots with different lighting effects and animal skulls on her crotch. We obviously have to share these with you.
So here’s the deal: you get a camera, you get your partner, you film some form of slapping between you two–on the face, tits, ass, whatever–you send it to Richardson Magazine, and if they like it, you get a Daido Moriyama t-shirt signed by James Deen. Only in America!
I’m going to come right out and say it: this is a mixed review. It makes me kind of sad in my heart that I have to say that, because the DVD is made by wall-to-wall amazing performers and is right up my kinky and curvy alley, but I also didn’t want to lie because lying is wrong. Glad we got that out of the way. My strategy of choice for this review is the compliment sandwich. Imagine a towering pile of delicious fillings slapped between some type of artisanal bread with just a teensy hint of hopefully helpful criticism snuck in there.
Julie Simone’s “Bound Rubber Dolls” is really a lifestyle purchase for our new austere times; we watch as lovely women attempt to writhe out of impossible restraints, the sellable goods only hinted at, in an orgy of mutual deprivation.