· Autumn Sonnichsen (autumnsonnichsen.com)

André Maleronka, Autumn's partner in crime, reports:

The subgenre of carnival-themed releases has ended up somewhere between commonplace and mandatory for the Brazilian porn makers. The producers had an idea that was more or less interesting: to use the help of amateurs in the middle of the action who would register themselves per email or by phone. Other than that, everything would go per usual, with couples of small groups of professional adult actors giving their all – or not – in front of the cameras, while extras would emulate the carnivalesque euphoria and a group of samba drummers would provide the music.

You had to sign a model release at the entrance and they were handing out multi-colored condoms, as well as bandanas (for the men) and baby tees (for the girls) emblazoned with the logo from the production company.

To say that it was interesting doesn't mean that it was any good. The stars of the evening were AVN winner Monica Mattos and Alessandra Marques, dressed as samba dancers, and the Mercenária do Funk, that did a lot more than samba dancing. Monica, looking gorgeous, wandered through the hall and took advantage of the open bar. Alessandra Marques did samba dances on a little stage above the main floor. The Mercenária did all kinds of acrobatic moves including the splits on the confetti-covered dance floor while she gave one lucky fellow a blow job.

Even the swingers from the suburbs couldn't do much about the bizarre atmosphere emanating from the young amateurs – appropriately described by an onlooker as "the worst of the sketchy guys that you avoid in the clubs"- completely drunk and trying to look like professional fuckers. Nobody revealed themselves as a great talent for the cameras and we didn't get turned on in the slightest.

· Autumn Sonnichsen (autumnsonnichsen.com)
· ELEELA (eleela.terra.com.br)

Stir yourself up a caipirinha or three and join Monica, Autumn, and André after the jump.

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A Night Out With Monica Mattos
Photos by Autumn Sonnichsen
Text by André Maleronka

Monica Mattos is a busy girl. Ever since the Brazilian dark-haired beauty received her AVN trophy for Best Foreign Female Performance, she hasn't stopped working. She is a sweet and well-mannered girl who loves to get fucked in the ass on film; one of the infinite versions of the Brazilian Girl Next Door, and a happy one at that. She won't tell you which directors she's worked for and which movies that she's made that week, but what she will tell you is that she's single again and goes on enthusiastically about the interviews that she's been giving on the Brazilian version of David Letterman, something that a porn star has never done in this country, which gives her a good reason to think about leaving for the first time for Hollywood, the land of Jenna Jameson and book deals and better implants.

We took her to see a Burlesque show at Loveland, a club in a swanky part of Sao Paulo, far away from where she now lives, in a working-class district with her mother. She had never set foot in the place, or in the neighborhood. We gave her her first Cosmopolitan and the stripper asked to pose for pictures with her.

Then we went to her old neighborhood downtown to drink beer in a filthy lesbian bar, where the waitress passed her notes from delirious fans and many a drink was bought for her. She doesn't pretend to be nice to them, to you, or to anyone, she won't offer you anything other than that radiant smile and her beautiful ass. She's one of the most sincere people that we've ever met.

We bought more beer from the bodega on the corner and took photos of her on the stairways above the freeway, with people hanging out of the windows of the apartment buildings, and we made friends with the Mafioso skater boys that populate Roosevelt Square benches at night, where people fuck quietly and smoke joints while staring out at a Sao Paulo's non-existent skyline and listening to the traffic moan loudly beneath us. The city's huge curves and lights mirrored Monica's own in other dimensions, pulling her skirt over her ass, her two cell phones ringing the whole time, reveling in her pure and newfound pleasure in being single and alive at night in the city where she was born. She is Sao Paulo's Prom Queen.

But then she had to go, to catch the last train back to her mother's house on the other side of town, where she's living since she divorced her husband three months ago. We took one last photo, of her in the metro station, and kissed her on both cheeks and made plans to do it again next week.

· Photos by Autumn Sonnichsen (autumnsonnichsen.com)