Voyeur Confessions
Lisa is quite interested in "sexual studies" but what happens when she herself becomes a part of the study?
***/*****
I enjoy reading reviews from around 2000 on the imdb regarding erotic fare involving Catalina Larranaga. From about 1996 to 2002, she was an actress regularly appearing in movies and shows on Cinemax, and her screen presence, seductive energy, and particular looks opposed to the typical standard sex sirens on the channel of that time.
Her often crew cut hair, Indian dark features, genie-bottle petiteness, and magnetism definitely made her stand out from the fray. When male or female characters were either seduced or drawn to her in the movies she made during her softcore era (13 thereabouts), it wasn't the least bit doubtful why...her silky delivery in synchronicity with her bewitching sex appeal, it is understandable.
I haven't been able to stop thinking about her since one specific scene in Voyeur Confessions (2001) where her researcher, studying voyeurism and it's effects, gets enwrapped by the lust and allure of her subject, and falls prey to her desire. She loses herself along the way. I love one scene where she is peering on a neighbor who becomes involved in a ménage a trois, eventually unbuttoning her dress shirt, fondling her breasts and using a leg of the tripod after slipping off her panties to slide her vagina forlornly against it. She has become the subject of her own research. Not only that but she doesn't want to be just an onlooker...she wants to be an active participant. And thankfully her character becomes quite active.
My favorite scene involves her character encouraging an associate of hers to engage in a disheveled, impromptu bit of spontaneous sex. It works for me because they just disregard constraints and Catalina works up her partner as the two pull apart and off their clothes in a disarrayed manner. It's frenetic and messy, with Catalina unable to get her shirt completely off while harriedly tugging off his shirt as he lips away at her bare and offered flesh. She whispers for him to wait as his buried face between her legs, open and willing for his leisure, as he is given plentiful access to taste, is seemingly close to inducing orgasm. It is all so disorganized and arising from a pair throwing caution to the wind.
That sense of aggressive and agreeable "sexual engagement" often accompanied Catalina's many sex scenes. Her resume is quite peppered with partners in her movies who believably follow their sexual interest when it appears she initiates the opening for them to make a move or allow her to approach without reproach. Her embracing the parts she play make all the difference.
Check one such scene in the film, The Exhibitionist Files, where a camera is set up, recording her eventual solo fondling. The camera focused close, pulled in, as her hands open gradually the buttons from her white dress shirt, while working down in between her scholarly skirt as her panties become apparent...it isn't long before her hand goes to work. Catalina is the reason it doesn't get monotonous. Lured into her private moment made temporarily available before tearing apart the tape after disengaging it from the camera, she does indicate the way she opens a monologue before opening her clothes this provocateur wanting to engage the desires of the watcher. Unlike the potential intended viewer, we are fortunate enough to experience it.
***/*****
I enjoy reading reviews from around 2000 on the imdb regarding erotic fare involving Catalina Larranaga. From about 1996 to 2002, she was an actress regularly appearing in movies and shows on Cinemax, and her screen presence, seductive energy, and particular looks opposed to the typical standard sex sirens on the channel of that time.
Her often crew cut hair, Indian dark features, genie-bottle petiteness, and magnetism definitely made her stand out from the fray. When male or female characters were either seduced or drawn to her in the movies she made during her softcore era (13 thereabouts), it wasn't the least bit doubtful why...her silky delivery in synchronicity with her bewitching sex appeal, it is understandable.
I haven't been able to stop thinking about her since one specific scene in Voyeur Confessions (2001) where her researcher, studying voyeurism and it's effects, gets enwrapped by the lust and allure of her subject, and falls prey to her desire. She loses herself along the way. I love one scene where she is peering on a neighbor who becomes involved in a ménage a trois, eventually unbuttoning her dress shirt, fondling her breasts and using a leg of the tripod after slipping off her panties to slide her vagina forlornly against it. She has become the subject of her own research. Not only that but she doesn't want to be just an onlooker...she wants to be an active participant. And thankfully her character becomes quite active.
My favorite scene involves her character encouraging an associate of hers to engage in a disheveled, impromptu bit of spontaneous sex. It works for me because they just disregard constraints and Catalina works up her partner as the two pull apart and off their clothes in a disarrayed manner. It's frenetic and messy, with Catalina unable to get her shirt completely off while harriedly tugging off his shirt as he lips away at her bare and offered flesh. She whispers for him to wait as his buried face between her legs, open and willing for his leisure, as he is given plentiful access to taste, is seemingly close to inducing orgasm. It is all so disorganized and arising from a pair throwing caution to the wind.
That sense of aggressive and agreeable "sexual engagement" often accompanied Catalina's many sex scenes. Her resume is quite peppered with partners in her movies who believably follow their sexual interest when it appears she initiates the opening for them to make a move or allow her to approach without reproach. Her embracing the parts she play make all the difference.
Check one such scene in the film, The Exhibitionist Files, where a camera is set up, recording her eventual solo fondling. The camera focused close, pulled in, as her hands open gradually the buttons from her white dress shirt, while working down in between her scholarly skirt as her panties become apparent...it isn't long before her hand goes to work. Catalina is the reason it doesn't get monotonous. Lured into her private moment made temporarily available before tearing apart the tape after disengaging it from the camera, she does indicate the way she opens a monologue before opening her clothes this provocateur wanting to engage the desires of the watcher. Unlike the potential intended viewer, we are fortunate enough to experience it.
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