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Girls Get Hot
Girls Get Hot
An abbywinters.com Release
Starring Fotina, Violet and Chloe B.
The Skinny: Girls Get Hot features two extended scenes of glorious girl on girl action, both featuring the lovely Violet in tandem with her succulent partners Fotina and Chloe B. As with other Abby Winters titles, the ladies are all-natural and lightly tomboyish, with enough curves and gumption to kick out most of porn valley's more stereotypical starlets out to Santa Catalina. This being the more hands-on of the dueling Abby Winters material, it's a no-holds-barred affair, and, well, we're all the better for it!
[Scene One] Fotina & Violet (43:11)
After a short lolly of an introduction, Fotina (the mussed-haired doll, above left) and Violet (in spurred braids and a yellow kerchief, on right) lick away at each other's lips, tongues darting in and out between their cheeks and teeth, immense grins flying wildly on their faces. Violet maintains a lead from the get-go, fondling Fotina's braless top and gently pushing her down for a goodly amount of make-out, plying her partner's pants and shirt off, revealing a polka dotted pair of white panties. As she sweetly ravaged, Fotina whittles down Violet's sheer panties halfway down, running the heels of her feet along her calves, behind her knees, and toward the air above them both. Violet grinds down as she closes in even closer to Fotina, loosing her stance for her own session of well-earned adoration.
Fotina gives Violet a similar treatment, crowning their pantied crotches together as they continue kissing melting into one form. Our tattooed beauty wrangles Violet, ass-first, at a spooned angle, soon leaning her over, rear up, to pull back the curtains covering her olive ass, mashing her fingers into her underwear and down to the fur beneath. She ambles her tongue deep into Violet's ass, jutting a few fingers up her honey pot before Violet does the same, this time with Fotina's legs splayed out, her stubbly cooch split wide open.
Violet knuckles down into Fotina with her two best fingers, catching
the higher end with her fluttering tongue flicks and breaths of hot air
pushing against her partner's clit. She separates her southern pair of
lips open with one hand, pushing her face further and further into
Fotina's crotch, bubbling more than enough strains of joy around the
walls of the room, and back again.
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The girls veer into a scissor sister position, with Fotina doing the heaviest amount of thrusting, in a near-missionary vision of hump that is just delightful to watch (and, no less, driven by the joyous squeals on the part of our stars). Shift to 69, and Violet's shrubbery is pulled, plucked and worshiped by her underneath squeaker of a dodge and parry partner, with kisses to every reachable ass crack in between the both of them. Violet kisses and caresses Fotina's knee, lying on her back for some foot-to-pussy rubbing, simultaneously, then more at the behest of her partner. Fotina vigorously twists out a few cardamoms of excitable runs from Violet, who's bushiness, coupled with Fotina's fiesty foot, is a surefire way for us all to burst out in exclamatory screams (as she soon does)!
A bit more leg-gliding action continues, along with Violet pushing one nipple against Fotina's swollen clit until she breaks off, a culmination of the best exhaustive efforts on the part of each girl. The action dissolves following that smoldering climax, with plenty of closed-eye kissing and affectionate sweeps bringing the scene to a heady close. As voracious as Fotina and Violet can be here, the whole seemed to fly by like lightning, with the most fabulous aspects being the untamed desire the girls seem to have for each other, along with the generous amount of foot play interspersed throughout. As they draw closer and closer, their bodies tend to meld into each other, but not close enough for us to miss any little bit of excitement and good humor trotted out along the way. Pretty splendid stuff!
[Scene Two] Chole B. & Violet
In a retro-fitted camper van we find Chloe B. (cinnamon and milky, on the left) with our old friend Violet (counting to six, on the right), nonchalantly enough beginning their trek with slow, patient kissing and hands gripped on each other's chest. Chloe certainly has the architecture for this type of foreplay, getting her boobs kneaded and squeezed by her well-traveled partner. Chloe does return the favor doubly fine, attending to Violet's pointy puppies through a pulled-down bra and shirt. Violet takes the liberty of gaining, yet again, a lightly assured
stance over her partner, who worms her tinkly hands down Violet's
striped purple panties.
Unfortunately, the steam and the heat transferred thus far is interrupted unexpectedly by one solid minute of a dark screen, the words "MEDIA OFFLINE" tagged at the edge. We do hear all the goings-on during this pause, and I sincerely hope that the gaff doesn't sully the retail copies of the disc (for shame!). What I imagined happened is probably too risque for this review, but you, the viewer, should be happy in whatever assessment you can think of. Technical gaffes now behind us, we find the girls wagging across each other's tongues, Chloe soon taking the vice of power in a forward steamroll. She settles Violet into a side of the van, lifting her legs up to the sky, parting her puffed envelope with both hands. Underwear off, she quietly slips and slides her fingers into Violet's slit, whispering to her partner in between generous guzzles and popped tips, berries bursting in the loving process.
The stroking continues until Violet spends herself broke, and the camera fades out for a half-time rest.
Back for more, back for the attack, Violet topples above the fluffy and fluttery Chloe, who shifts her ass up as far as possible for Violet to snip at with her warmest, softest parts. Violet makes short work of Chloe's voluptuous thighs and ass, glancing up from her buried face to stare at her partner's shut eyes, moaning and groaning, her heaving tits flowing like cylinders of heavy cream as Violet dives deep and swathes the dew and milky goodness between her spread-wide legs. With a foot planted in each corner of the door frame, Chloe pushes her body upward and onward as Violet dines into a third and fourth course of fiery cooze, drawing together for a final scissor grinding to finish the scene up.
Chloe and Violet grip each other's wrists hard enough to bruise, but stop short of pain, losing themselves in the warm glow of bumping that both had been more than warmed up for over the course of the scene. Shortened breaths give way to a heave of climaxed cries, culminating in a canopy of kisses and intertwined fingers to finalize the sunlit deal, paid in full. Some truly heavenly stuff here, with Chloe B. showing Violet just how deep her lust is, and with Violet parlaying full force her oral and fingered skills upon our busty ivory goddess. The only real downfall is the solid minute of technical difficulty/visual silence, which throws just about everything off, even if imagining what exactly happened during that time may be fruitful to some. It was a flaw, and I miss that minute dearly! Despite it all, and the sometimes off-putting back-of-a-van locale, I enjoyed each viewable minute!
A Bonus Scene (8:00) with Violet features our girl edging out a few randy booms of clothed and naked masturbatory grinds, edging her toes out of frame during the process, and ultimately ending up on her stomach, as in the still above from the very beginning. A nice addition, especially for die-hard Violet fans (you know who you are!).
Additionally, we are treated to a series of Behind the Scenes footage for both scenes (9:00 and 5:20, respectively), with Fotina and Violet's run keeping the light and lustful mood at a maximum, with plenty of joking and teasing both before and after, and a trio of short segments with Chloe B. and Violet (before, half time and after), which seem more like breathers between the hot and heavy action centered around them. Not incredibly illuminating, though I preferred the goofy footage with Violet and Fotina to be more mood-modulating and calming than interrupting the game at hand (Chloe and Violet's scene). Finally, four Previews of similar Abby Winters releases are tacked on, as well.
Girls Get Hot was shot in high definition, lending the widescreen (approx. 1.78:1) image a crispness and clarity better than most, though the drops into outdoor light during Fotina's scene brought out a blue tinge, with shadows grasping at the otherwise bright visual presentation. Likewise, Chloe's van shoot was lit mostly from natural light, blowing out the edge of the vehicle to a bright and shining white light (losing Chloe's natural pigmentation, almost akin to robbery). Yellows predominated the second scene, with a thin haze garnishing the events in a not-too harsh way. The shooting style throughout flowed well with the action, though the odd vehicular set-up left a few barriers in the reachability scale for some shots. The audio was presented in standard 2.0 channel, capturing most slugs, pops and slivers that each girl shot out, though sometimes soft enough to snag the off-handed stray sound in the incidental background. Pleasant! And of course, the biggest flub on the disc: the single minute's worth of blankness that interrupted Chole's scene! Aaargh!
This Is Your Final Close-Up
As far as the Abby Winters canon goes, Girls Get Hot will either be your saving grace or your evil doppelganger (okay, not quite that bad). But fans of Violet will revel in her domination over this title, though I much prefer the somewhat stepped-on performance by Chloe B., instead. Violet spins a good yarn, any way you choose to shoot it, and her hunger and gall throughout the disc is possibly her greatest skill and attribute, cute as she very well is and can be. But for new discoverers of the company's flow, I would recommend any of the other similar-mined titles for comparable results, especially as the technical flaws and overall length seems to be on a lower scale than most of the company's more stunning releases. Still, the jewels, as dusty as they are, are no less sparkling, and that, perhaps is what truly counts.