Good Source Of Iron 1, A Review

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Willingness. It comes down to willingness. Ya’ can’t teach it. Ya’ can’t bottle it.

Increasingly, many in the adult industry retreat into second-tier productions lamely seeking to pretty-up their depictions, aiming to clean up prized messes, and attempting to deodorize the stank of lust so highly sought by today’s consumers trolling aisles of adult barns across the country.

Brandon Iron, with “A Good Source of Iron”, sniffs out that stank.

“I’m ready for my cumshot, Mr. DeMille”. I half expect such choice retro references when opting into this new guru of gulp. Iron’s videos guarantee the launching into the open throats of fresh young talent mass quantities of the elusive ever-loving purity of essence.

Britney clamors for cock and seeks out payloads as if a whore on the floor with a landlord waiting on the 30th of the month. Pendulous titties bounce playfully, as the chubby pony-tailed sexette pleads her desires for cum, in copious amounts, before receiving her just desserts. Amber Roxx laughs with glee at her accomplished style, gurgling toward ecstasy as the boys fait accompli. On location, sweetie pie Cassie Young investigates Iron’s package lustily before offering examination of her puckered, ripe, virgin video asshole upon request, (see guys – you’ll never know unless you ASK…) then wields Iron’s stick like a jai alai racket, working hard to throat it before ultimately settling on her tasters’ choice, the creamy richness represented by Vitamins C, U and M. French-spouting tart Pamela Princess exhibits a willing, tender “toujour faim de toi” in handling her 5-on-1 fast break, hooping it up with a little French twist before completing her intercultural lesson. Foul! Fortunately, lenient professor Iron grades her efforts a partial incomplete, offering detention with a makeup lesson, which Pamela completes to gain matriculation, so to speak. But she can hardly wait for the bell to ring.

Husky-voiced meager-titted Brijaye, perceivedly post-op, may well have once had a dick where the end of her rainbow otherwise would be, somewhat tempering my enthusiasm for her throaty efforts. OK, so I got issues. But her firey disposition, long throat and generous capacity for cum stirred even my archaic loins.

Jules Van Saint urges us to come aboard her mystery train; she settles for a ride on her ivory rails.

My gold star goes to Skye Lee, the Canadian spitfire truly relishing her efforts at hot doggin’. The hidden gem of this tape, she professes and then illustrates her cock worship, evidenced first by her solo stint with The Iron, before she eagerly accepts a gaggle of gooses to gander upon. Exercising her freedoms, she parlays the wages of sin into a trip to the pay window, banking their deposits. Maybe it is my own age betraying my preferences, but her somewhat seasoned style held an air of authority.

Sex is messy, if done correctly. Lust is infectious, if heartfelt. Loins ache for release, and as Iron proves once again, orifices are willing, as qualified actresses are given the chance to skip the written exam, shitcan the audition, forgo the automatic transmission and get out on the open road with eager stickshifts. Your mileage may vary, of course, but in this new house of hardcore, ultimately, the consumer can expect to go the distance. Vroom-vroom.