Milky has sex with Myra one day and Ken the next, both nursing from their breasts.Milky has sex with Myra one day and Ken the next, both nursing from their breasts.Milky has sex with Myra one day and Ken the next, both nursing from their breasts.
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Sequel is almost identical to the original lactation exercise
The Milkmaid is back in this sequel, which presents nearly the same content, only the names and faces have been changed to protect the guilty. It's boring fetish porn.
As with THE MILKMAID, there's only a few seconds of actual lactation action, as the still unidentified porn performer squeezes her nipples to release a few droplets of the white stuff. It's not erotic, and I guess the real fetish here is to watch an obviously pregnant woman humping. Not to file in the "Ready to Drop" section of our virtual video store, but she's definitely on the road to maternity.
The anonymous Frisco director of this junk lets Milky outside, where she has assignations sitting in the wind out on Telegraph hill. First hookup is with pals Bill and Myra, and the first half of the film is various combinations amongst the threesome. Having just listened to helpful Ron Jeremy's interview (for Video-X-Pix) on how they faked it back in the day, I was prepared for Bill's fake money shot, where Myra in the midst of a blow job suddenly lets loose several ounces of pina colada mix, not convincing at all.
Second half of the film has Milky finding Ken Scudder and "Barbara" (a horsey-faced, quite unattractive and untalented porn performer, yet to be identified in IMDb). Ken's ejaculation shot is even worse -it looks like a ton of meringue from a lemon meringue pie covering Barb's face, as fake as I've ever witnessed. This is all to economize -he delivers a real money shot later.
Shot MOS, with a sexy, breathy voice for Milky narrating (worst segment has Bill chiming in with particularly asinine voice-over, but only briefly), film is quite boring and not among the better exercises in nipple fetishism. Soundtrack is eclectic, starting off with the theme from TV's "The Avengers", segueing to Jimmy Smith at the organ playing "Blues in the Night" with Oliver Nelson's big band, and then presenting sleepy Muzak including, inevitably, a tired sax wailing "People".
Just like the first film, it ends on an upbeat note, as Milky's voice-over persona declares: "What a beautiful, beautiful afternoon". I'm sure she (in the confines of a dubbing stage) enjoyed it more than most viewers will.
As with THE MILKMAID, there's only a few seconds of actual lactation action, as the still unidentified porn performer squeezes her nipples to release a few droplets of the white stuff. It's not erotic, and I guess the real fetish here is to watch an obviously pregnant woman humping. Not to file in the "Ready to Drop" section of our virtual video store, but she's definitely on the road to maternity.
The anonymous Frisco director of this junk lets Milky outside, where she has assignations sitting in the wind out on Telegraph hill. First hookup is with pals Bill and Myra, and the first half of the film is various combinations amongst the threesome. Having just listened to helpful Ron Jeremy's interview (for Video-X-Pix) on how they faked it back in the day, I was prepared for Bill's fake money shot, where Myra in the midst of a blow job suddenly lets loose several ounces of pina colada mix, not convincing at all.
Second half of the film has Milky finding Ken Scudder and "Barbara" (a horsey-faced, quite unattractive and untalented porn performer, yet to be identified in IMDb). Ken's ejaculation shot is even worse -it looks like a ton of meringue from a lemon meringue pie covering Barb's face, as fake as I've ever witnessed. This is all to economize -he delivers a real money shot later.
Shot MOS, with a sexy, breathy voice for Milky narrating (worst segment has Bill chiming in with particularly asinine voice-over, but only briefly), film is quite boring and not among the better exercises in nipple fetishism. Soundtrack is eclectic, starting off with the theme from TV's "The Avengers", segueing to Jimmy Smith at the organ playing "Blues in the Night" with Oliver Nelson's big band, and then presenting sleepy Muzak including, inevitably, a tired sax wailing "People".
Just like the first film, it ends on an upbeat note, as Milky's voice-over persona declares: "What a beautiful, beautiful afternoon". I'm sure she (in the confines of a dubbing stage) enjoyed it more than most viewers will.
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