So alty, pshh….

Last week, a package of ultraplus came in the mail from Eon McKai... if by ultraplus, you mean vivid-alt dvds. I started watching them a couple of days ago, and it's taken until tonight for me to stop masturbating for long enough to post another blog.

I'm not going to post a play-by-play review of Triple Ecstacy, but they shot one scene in the Chelsea Hotel, I may be in love with Princess Donna, and there aren't words to describe how genius psuedo-tattooing the credits on Kimberly Kane (the director)'s body was. Kimberly and Audrey Hollander slapping the shit out of each other while they fuck was the hottest thing I've seen all week, and the part of that scene before the cocks come in inspires me to step my lesbian escapades up a notch. Between this movie and the 'babyland' black and white rooftop scene in Naked and Famous, there's no option not to love Kimberly and her work. None! if you don't love her the sexual organ police will be revoking your pussy or cock. Ok, maybe they won't, because they don't exist... but they should.

I fail at posting photos this month, and have more porno to go watch and a bunch of content on my computer that I need to continue editing. After I finish bemoaning the fact that I miss my silver hair to my cat.