Released: Apr 01st, 1997
Running Time: 100
Directors: Willy Red, Seymore Butts
Company: Ultimate Pictures
Cast: Tom Byron, Mr. Marcus, Kimberly Kummings, Scott Styles, Nanna, Tyler Sweet, David Stone, Sean Michaels, Stephanie Swift, Diamond (I), Kelly Trump, Hakan, Sophia Ferrari, Montana Gunn, Lisa Ann
Critical Rating: Not Yet Rated
How best to describe Dinner Party 2? Eye candy. Slip it into your mouth and roll it around on your tongue. It hits your brain instantly; your crotch a moment later. Softly flooding your synapses with sensuous imagery. You'd swear you were floating on a cloud of ether.
A sleek black Viper, glistening in the sunlight like a snake, arrives at a luxurious mansion where guests are gathering for a party. Inside, Lisa Ann perches beautifully on a piano bench. From behind her appears statuesque newcummer Tyler Sweet. The two women caress each other, and clothing begins to peel away. Sweet reveals the shiny ebony dildo jutting out from her mound, and licks Lisa Ann's creamy pussy before plunging the black behemoth into her.
German sexsation Hakan is one of the guests awaiting the buffet of flesh. Wandering around the palatial spread, he chances upon a darkened room. Inside, a naked Sweet is enjoying herself via a virtual reality headset. He sits across from her, dons the headset and begins to fondle himself as the viewer also is treated to a scintillating, vulva-eyed view of her undulations.
A naked Nanna lies across Mr. Marcus' lap as a flurry of hands flit around the geography of her lush butt like a flock of birds. Caressing, patting, poking, slapping, probing they do, till she at last rides astride his veiny black saddle horn like a horny cowgirl.
Stephanie Swift, perched like a statue shudders as chablis is poured down her spine, cascading between the perfect globes of her ass crack, dripping into the waiting mouth of Sweet. Segue to a cascading waterfall, where Cortknee and Sweet swim in the sum-dappled depths of a pool. Rising out of the azure waters like the Colossus of Rhodes comes Sean Michaels. A great camera angle, just below the water's surface, shows Cortknee bobbing down on Michaels' legendary piece-pipe before emerging for a poolside turd tunneling. And can this gal take it, including a splattering of stud gravy on her face, which she laps up hungrily.
Meanwhile, a private lawn party is taking place as Tom Byron, Sophia Ferrari and Kim Kummings enjoy getting grass stains on their asses. The panting, insatiable Ferrari purrs like her namesake as Byron downshifts with ease from one fine fanny to another before erupting like Vesuvius with his manly lava.
A lustful fantasy is realized for Swift as she and megaman Michaels, in a lyrical, lengthy coupling, tenderly suck each other off. Michaels shows a real love for his work in this nom-worthy scene, as his tongue bathes her labia for what seems like hours. He then picks up her diminutive form and sets her down gently as a feather upon a velvet chaise lounge. An extended 69 position leads to his doggie-style thrusting into her dainty pussy, before he spurts a hefty amount of goo on her face.
The long-awaited, climactic orgy sees lips touching lips and tongues probing wet pussies and ramrod stiff cocks. Montana Gunn slurps Kummings' ass while Kummings in turn swallows Hakan's shaft. Mr. Marcus pummels Cortknee while Michaels pillages the holes of Diamond. Trump samples Nanna's pud before sitting upon Hakan's meat-sword. Byron tommyguns Gunn fore and aft, then cannonballs Cortknee's ass while she diddles that magnificent clit of hers. He finally greases her slit with nut sauce.
On the directors, Seymore Butts and Willy Red, let us bestow pre-nom honors, as too the composers of the mesmerizing soundtrack. This is a classic that will be enjoyed by everyone.
They said that nobody could beat Andrew Blake. Butts and crew have come awful close!