Color Climax – Number 172 October 1996
English, German, French, Spanish | JPG | 116 Pages | 103 MB
Color Climax 172 Kinky Fun, plus more… COLOR CLIMAX is the first, the biggest and the most pornographic magazine in Europe
When John and his two cronies, a couple of reprobate playboys called Roger and Stephen docked their pleasure cruiser, it was not to pick up supplies. The boat was well stocked with fuel and provisions. The only thing that was missing from the inventory was cunt – with a capital “C”! Luckily, the three lechers did not have to look very far for some new “crew members”! Lydia and Charlotte were taking a stroll around the marina, hoping to find a little adventure… The next thing the two girls knew, they were out at sea, with the breeze blowing in their faces and three wickedly throbbing erections pointing in their direction…
It is said that girls lose all their inhibitions when they leave land. But since neither Charlotte or her randy friend suffered from shyness, the only things they needed to lose were their panties. And this was accomplished in record time! Charlotte whose nickname was “Charlotte the harlot” – found herself playing with two superb erections, trying to make her mind up as…
If Kiki’s ex-husband to be had known what she was getting up to with the lawyer who was handling her side of their divorce, he would have cited the guy as a second corespondent! Norman had a thriving practice in Los Angeles, which he ran on a strictly “hands-off” basis. His motto was “never shit on your own doorstep”. He had often been tempted by an attractive female client, but always managed not to succumb. That is until the day Kiki walked into his office. She had the kind of tits that gave him wet-dreams, and he remained sitting when they shook hands, so that he could hide his hard on behind his desk…
Annette was a girl in heat. Unlike cats or dogs, for example, she did not have a “season” that dictated her sexual needs… She wanted cock, regardless of what time of the year it was! Some girls have a calender dictated desire to be fucked. Annette, on the other hand, was Osimply cock-mad, and her “cycle”, depended not on what time of the month it was. She wanted sex the whole time, and if she could score more than one prick to service her, all the better! Albert and Frankie, who could smell a nympho…
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