Please Note: This is extremely explicit, so it is not safe anywhere!
My, my, my.
I was feeling like a regular person would feel healing after a car accident-frisky! So I decided to watch The Kreutzer Sonata.
I don’t think that Tolstoy was going to do the movie this way if he were still around. But, he wrote it, so he must be naughty enough. It was even censored by Russian authorities in his day.
SIDE NOTE:
Dear Miss Elisabeth Rohm:
Tell me something, why do “serious” actresses always feel the need to do full-on sex movies in order to give them a new audience. Who would that “new” audience be? Horny teenage boys? I, personally, think that it is a dumb move. Definitel
y something a Stupida would do.
We all know that you have sex.
You must know that you have sex.
So, why do you think as an actress must you show us that you know how to perform sex. And Possums, when you see this clip, obviously she knows how to do sex…very well.
But, lucky for us all, actresses, like Miss Rohm, still feel the need to do this and there will now be an imprint of their decision everywhere-on the Internet.
Player, press play!
(NOTE: You might have to keep clicking your cursor along the bottom of the player, or else it will keep on stopping.)
It takes a very courageous director who begins a film with the ending. When a man walks into a room with 
blood on his hands and phones for an ambulance, it’s clear that there will be some tear shed. And when there 
are only three main characters in the film, it is pretty easy to eventually figure out who done wrong. The question then remains, is there enough dramatic tension elsewhere to hold the interest of an audience who knows where the climax lies? Not me. I will read the book!
I am not sure that I like it when sex is real. I know. I know. If you can picture me having sex, then you wouldn’t either….well, I have been told I look pretty amazing….now I am hot and bothered. But, I like choreographed sex. Sex with fantasy, with sighing, and no sweating.
The work is suppose to examine an in-depth look at jealous rage. This is in-depth all right. It looks very “real”- with the floppy breasts, and going at it like rabbits.
1. So simple. Two Butt Naked People.
2. Full use of the entire house.
3. Make-up-should be au natural, maybe even use mineral based make-up where the finishing is good and you won’t glisten that much. I wouldn’t worry about putting on waterproof mascara, cause as “real” as this looks, we ladies still know how to fake a good cry. For him, maybe a properly groomed bush. You think men out there don’t trim their bush hairs. Well, I digress, I won’t get into anything here, but you’d be surprised how many a man think they are Vidal Sasson or Oribe or something. Try catching a lover’s bush in the moonlight, and you may see a nice manicured lawn with a large (hopefully) tree sticking out in the middle!
This is inhabited raw raw plain sex. Like probably what they would do back in the 50′s era, when mommy and daddy thought that you were going to a drive-thru, but the only thing that was going to be driving was his penis into yo
ur vagina.
This is not every day sex people, this is a movie here. This is about letting the passion mount so high that the house becomes the stage and the play would be your sex life. I would try to pick a fight or something. A play fight. Nothing should be said that would be regretted later. But, be 
careful. Make sure that you at least keep one eye open so that you can watch for any sharp corners, cause it is one thing to get carpet burn, but it is an entirely another thing to get a something coming at you that you weren’t expecting.
A sharp coffee table, ain’t the same as a loaded dick!
Enjoy plowing!
Heartbroken, Lucresia Linton decided to turn to the internet. She believes that if God gives you lemons, then you must order your very rude child to make you a pitcher of lemonade and go find an audience elsewhere!
