Mel laying on her stomach reading a magazine. Phimi enters the room and tells her, that she wants her nice shoes. After saying “I will knock you out” Mel repeats “you can’t knock me out”. A punch to Mel’s face makes her turn arround. Her eyes are rolling back and after Phimi says “nighty night” Mel collapses over Phimi’s shoulder. Now she is carried OTS and layed back on a sofa. Now Phimi knees down in front of Mel and one can see Phimi’s soles. She removes the shoes of Mel and shows her feet to the cam. She puts on the shoes and walks around a little bit. When Mel wakes up Phimi asks her if she has slept well and tells her, that she was knocked out with one single punch. After saying “that was luck” Mel sends an uppercut to Phimis chin. Phimi moans, her eyes roll back and she faints over Mel’s shoulder. Now she is carried arround OTS and is layed down on the couch. Mel checks her eyes to make sure, that she is out. Mel wakes Phimi up and tells her, that she will send her to dreamland again. After another punch to Phimi’s chin she faints again with a nice moan. Now Mel puts on another pair of shoes and walks around leaving Phimi unconscious on the couch.
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And the hits just keep on coming, literally. We start in the 60’s with a series of girl scraps, outdoor wrestling with lady ref, then get into the Bettie Page type, Frenchie girls, with full undies, girdles, stocking, suspender belts and keeping the heels or boots ON. Here’s the breakdown of this monster femme fight fest. -This is truly one of a kind, not to be seen again. This also debuts “peeper cam,” which shall become self-explanatory as other entries surface. What better fantasy can you have–15 hottie college, co-ed cheerleaders, apparently partying at some kind of halloween party, judging by the attire. Can you imagine the girl stink and perfume crammed into this hotel room, with both mattresses on the floor for the upcoming wrestling party. Most of the girls have peeper cams of their own and actually attempt a pseudo, round robbin wrestling contest. Quick takedowns, refs and fast 3 counts make this as festive an event than a fetish. These lassies are smoking hot. The booty shorts cannot get any tighter and they really have some good tiffs. The setting and number of chicks is just something you won’t see again. But for erotic fare, the next short will have you going for the lotion. High straddling, sgp’s facesitting and smothering as one gorgeous girl after another plops their fannies and moist crease upon the wimpering recipient hottie. For those who crave girl on girl facesitting, grinding, re-positioning of the privates onto the faces, then this is where you park it. BTW, in no special order or appearance. Ahhh, another trip back to the days when we first started groping our wangers to Bettie Page Pin-ups (got her coming up too), Lana Turner and her nose art, and those tacky little pamphlets stuck in the bottom drawers. Vintage lady wrestling just had the right schtick. What got the tent growing in the briefies, was the pre-match “rituals.” Girls entering the ring with long robes or short jackets, hiding the fabulous, bare thighs and skin tight swimsuits. The refs went over to each one, they opened their coats and he frisked them down, insuring they were not hiding any pencils, popsicle sticks, or fountain pens in their tights. But even the ref was a pervert. Remember how he used to grope and cop feels by rimming his paws around her waist, bottom, inner thighs and hips? Checking that peroxide, spray-can hairdo, for lice and other small critters. Then, the covering comes off, hand goes into the pants and the match begins. We got all that for you right here. Nothing but wrestling foreplay. Nothing but hot girls, getting felt up, inside and outside their one piece suits. BUT ALL DONE BY FEMALE REFEREES. Kinda like getting stripped searched by the matron prison bitch in the holding cells. So, as a tasty intro to the next surprise, work the pole up into a lather with this classic entre. -For those old enough—-Back in the days—there were houses of burlesque. The strippers kept the trains busy, going from Boston, to NYC, Philly, Baltimore, Pittsburgh, Youngstown, Cleveland, Toledo, Detroit, Chicago, Kansas City and finally stopping at Sainte Louis. Vegas and Cali had their own things going. Anyway, these houses were like a mini-circus for perverts. Smokes were 50 cents a pak, out of the machine, AND YOU COULD EVEN PRESS A BUTTON AND GET A FREE BOOK OF MATCHES. Three bucks for a show, starting at noon six days a week, with a monster midnite show on Saturdays. If you were tall enough to shove your bills through the glass at the ticket cage, you were old enough to go in. It was a happening. Dirty comics, smokers, an actual orchestra pit with an actual band in it, and live girls stripping. Hardly packed anywhere near capacity, the front row was littered with squinty-eyed pervs, with folded racing forms moving up and down over their zippers. Girls would toss their undies, feathers, stockings, etc, once they peeled them off. Paradise–wankering under the horse collar with stinky panties on your face–heaven. During intermissions, time for cold hot dogs, warm soft drinks and stale popcorn and a trip to the pottie. Enter the one-arm claw. Similar to today’s cuddly toy machines, these things had all kinds of trinkets in them. Wallets, money clips, cigars, packs of butts, breath mints and “pussy finders.” Naive enough to keep feeding it nickels, you may snag the finder. Greedily tearing it open, your prize is a small mirror, with a piece of double-faced tape on the back. Directions say “attach to front of shoe.” There you have it. Who needs camera phones. Next to the trash can is our Mutoscope. Remember those “viewmasters?” These were the toy projectors with the slot on top and the lever on the side. You put it up to your eyes, like binoculars, tripped the lever and you saw pics of negatives, compressed onto a cardboard wheel. About 18 slides. Put your money into the Mutoscope–about the size of today’s video game consoles, fix your face onto the eyeballs, turn the side crank with one hand, crank your crank with the other, and watch the smut movie as fast or as slow as you zippie-do-da the handle. Here are fetish shorts from the mutoscope. F/F wrestling, spanking, catfighting, paddling, topless, just great stuff, from all over the place. Riding crop, women in Cossack uniforms, this is really underground stuff. This stuff appears to be post WW II material, up through the 1950’s. Truly, vintage at its best, enjoy.
FAQ—How do we know these are true Mutoscope entries and not some 8 or super 8 transfers??? Fair question and the piece shall answer it for you in spades. Just listen to that freaking noise. At about the seven minute mark, Sounds like somebody starting up a Briggs and Stratton lawnmower. That noise will scare the hell out of you so watch the volume switch. Also, check the thick, wide borders on the film pieces themselves. Gives credence to what was called “keyhole movies.” Finally, the best invention of modern day tech—the Peeper Cam, aka camera phone. Not only is this tool the best thing to peek up girls skirts, but it does a decent job capturing those vicious and brutal girlfights right on the streets, in the yards, behind the warehouse, anywhere a peeper would lurk. And we have some of the most brutal bitchfighting, slapfighting, catfighting, hairpulling, kicking, the whole nine yards. A fest for the ages.
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Tribadism through PantyHose Holes Titty twisting and tongue fencing galore plus of course HAIR pulling. While jiggling titties together they swap tongue spit, and honey up their pussies Honey Bunny Messy SEXfight SAMPLER Well we have for you what is very likely the sexiest SEXfight on the net today. Two Cuddly little blondes, Amber Bach and Friend. Slip on some Shear pantyhose, Strap on heels and T Shirts. Then tear open a Puddy Hole or two, and grind their love lips together. This hot little Gooey Number includes; Honey on Pussies that rub and stick together, torn pantyhose, torn shirts, leg locked rolling and tongue sucking, hair pulling titty twisting, Boob to Boob battling, titty twisting, bear hugs, biting, tribadism, belly to belly pussy bumping and grinding, and squirting orgasims, between engorged clits that turn into mini penises during this lucious sticky FUCK fight AND a honey soaked pussy to pussy lip locked tangle.
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This action is 100 % real, suitable for those interested in determining who is the best wrestler. This is an exciting confrontation between three opposite styles: Nadege attacks are devastating, but Dina defense is extremely solid. Xana is a very experienced submission wrestler and limits her damages to the minimum. At the end, there is a winner, by a narrow margin.
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Welcome to the Suffer Zone Volume 05 one of our Best Shows ever and now in Full Screen. These matches are all Live Ruthless Brutal and Smothered filled. You are getting the whole match that took place between the women listed below . This match features the Asian Fox Brenda as she catfights with one of the most vicious women ever , Jamie. They both like it rough and that is how they get it. They beat each others ass to the extreme until one is beaten and forced into The Suffer Zone . A great catfight that you have to get.This clip is Full Screen and over 94 megs for a great picture and sound and is the complete match .
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