Wasted Youth 6 A Red Light District Release Directed by Mark Wood
Starring: Dakoda Brooks, Kacey Jordan, Estrella Flores, Kristina Rose & Nika Noire. With Mark Wood, Mr. Pete, Michael Stefano & John Strong.
The Story: With a strong emphasis on the age-appropriate appeal that the title promises, Wasted Youth 6 continues Red Light's excursions into a heavy hitting amount of flower plucking that leaves each girl, well, wasted! Each scene is one-on-one, with the exception of Nika's smoothing out of two dongs in shifts and turns. So without further ado...
[Scene One] Dakoda Brooks (with Mark Wood)
Tiara-graced Dakota we find scrawling "Boys suck!" on the side of a men's bathroom stall, the urinals directly to her left. Janitor Mark arrives to question her with his erect mop handle hardening beneath her turned-out grasp, Dakoda falling to her knees amid the miscreant trash around their collective feet. She plies the head of Mark's pulsing laser beam, mostly without hands, masturbating while inching a precious few notches into he mouth. He leads her to the sink, propping her ass against the cold of the sink and mirror for missionary, bounding his face in between stretches of pumps with a few cunnilingual grins.
Mark plucks Dakoda's asshole with his index, collating a cycle of insertions rotating between her brownest hole and her tongue. Into doggy, with mild tastes by Dakoda for added spice, and onto standard and reverse cowgirl atop the chilly white squares of the floor. Reddening her ass with randy cupped and flat-palmed slaps, Mark swats Dakoda's ass when he's given the chance, picking her up and sliding into another doggy-style run. Missionary, along with even more doggy and a spoon bender, seal the deal, prompting Mark to gauze Dakoda's open lips and chin with sweater-thick nicks of his climactic spool. She toys with the results, massaging the majority into her skin in a thin glaze. Before fading out, she takes her offending lipstick from the introduction, this time scrawling "Dakoda Brooks Rocks!" on the counter mirror and a farewell kiss.
Dakoda is as pleasant as a trip through apple country during harvest season: ripe, ready to be eaten, and slightly piquant when combined with the right flavors (namely, Mark). I would be remiss to admit that she didn't give her all, but a few instances of put-upon qualities do rise to the surface, though overall, Ms. Brooks' effort here is pretty staid with punches of excitement during the most gymnastic of positions (that counter must be uncomfortable, any way you slice it!). The sheer amount of fucking time and position switching, however, make it all worthwhile.
[Scene Two] Kacey Jordan (with Mr. Pete)
Trim and bubblegum Kacey preens at a nearby mirror, seating herself down and fiddling with her phone before acknowledging Mr. Pete, who stares longingly at her in a deep freeze. His eyeballing soon draws him closer, whispering nothings and possibly everythings as he kisses her lips and nips, dipping his fingers into her shiny mouth as he graces the other hand across her crotch. Flipping her over, he darts his pointy tongue down the rim of her anus, causing Kacey's eyes to widen and reel with an uncommon delight (for her, at least!). Kacey slinks down and past Pete's zipper, stroking his heavy wand with a leisurely glide of hands as much open mouth as she possibly can, with liberal strokes fluttering beneath her skirt on behalf of her partner.
Cowgirl aims Pete's rocket toward a northernmost point, with Kacey's meaty clam hugging his white birch with each deep push and slip-slide. He picks up and carries her for a little bit of standing bump, face-to-face, laying her down for missionary, doggy and spooning salivation salvations. As their positions draw closer and closer, Pete keeps the whispering elevated and steady, with Kacey pausing her moans and groans to lock eyes and tremble against his easy and swift pushes. She falls to her knees for the final pop, with the first jet stream landing yards away (!), and the remaining pumps of seed tossed upon her cheek and chin.
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Though Kacey seems a bit off-putting at the introduction of the scene, Pete more than warms her up enough to travel along with him to the land of high humps and crotch paddling, keeping his hushed tone a constant guide for them both, throughout. The pre-penetrative dalliance with Kacey's ass seemed to have warmed up Kacey, who giggled and squeed with a genuine, and refreshing, amount of surprise and giddiness. If it weren't for that perverted ice-breaker, I'm not so sure the scene would have turned out so darned wonderful!
[Scene Three] Estrella Flores (with Mark Wood)
The very green Estrella radiates a bit of nervousness during her introduction while interviewed by Mark and his female camera operator, who actually asks a bulk of the questions. Her ease manages to calm Estella to a less-than trembling degree, peeling herself out her panties as Mark undresses off-screen. She begins with an assured blow job, employing a method of mouth and hand massage that befits that of a skilled player. In cowgirl, Mark once again smacks his partner's sandy brown ass, helping Estella wiggle and wobble against his tightened rope.
In missionary, Mark does enough serious folding into Estrella that her bra finally releases the hold upon her tiny puppies, milk chocolately and delectable as they are. Reverse cowgirl, a spoon slip-in, and a final run of missionary cap the scene to a close, with Estrella taking a few tastes in between before Mark shuttles out his ivory calvary toward her wide mouth, half of which falls to the floor below. She does collect what she can, swallowing a single gulp down with a giant smile! I actually dug Estrella's timid nature, which blossomed during the heavier moments of the scene, though she's clearly no stranger to driving her partners crazy! Her nearest physical correlation, I would venture to say, would be the dynamo Maya Hills, even if Estrella may have a little while to go in the adventurous department before she could compete, skill-wise, with Ms. Hills. This scene, however, is a great start!
[Scene Four] Kristina Rose (with Michael Stefano)
Cheerleader Kristina relays a few plans with a fellow pom-pomer on her cellphone, clasping it against the nightstand to practice her new creations. Michael, it turns out, has been keeping an eye on her since the call ended, inching his way toward her battered-goodness with open claps of his strong hands. Kristina's physique is jiggly and quite head-turning, with the lower reaches of her petite form like a long drawl of heavy syrup collecting in a cake pan. It's this compact sturdiness that Michael takes advantage of from his first touch, latching onto her ass and ogling her nipples before she entices him further with a blow job. Michael guides her head down and farther down still, Kristina gasping after each spear throw aimed toward her tonsils, the depth gaining with each press and hold - heady stuff, indeed! She does an animated amount of facial twitching and uncontrollable squealing as Michael goes down between her spread legs, wiring out a circuitry of climax-inducing shockwaves with each tongue flick and hard suck at her lightly furred pussy.
Swiftly, Michael props her legs further toward the ceiling, pummeling Kristina as her dirty white frills of socks dangle in the air, like miniature clouds shaking. After a bit of side-saddling, Kristina rubs herself as Michael pulls out for a breather, going into reverse cowgirl, followed by spoon and thigh-gripping doggy pounding. Standing up, Michael props Kristina face-to-face against the wall, aiming his arrow and stabbing her with gusts of penile goodness. As if it couldn't get any heated, he flips her around, tummy to the paint, and jacks her from behind, causing Kristina to just about lose any self-control she previously had, soon kneeling to her feet, pom-poms in hand, face flushed, and waiting for Michael's dose of dirty soap. He soon delivers, dressing Kristina's tongue, chin and lip with a mummy's curse of globbed whiteness, lobbing out the rest down to those beautiful knees.
In a nutshell, Kristina was fantastic! The ravaging Michael served up was enough for her to keep up with, with the overall chemistry hitting higher and higher marks throughout. Even if I weren't so stuck on the loveliness that is Kristina's physical accoutrements and pinkest parts, I would still be amazed with the end result here. In the realms of high-tier fuck fiends, Kristina is already a legend in my eyes, full speed a-fucking-head!
[Scene Five] Nika Noire (with Mark Wood & John Strong)
Ah, Nika. Already sensational during her first few scenes, her catalog of first-rate fucking has grown considerably in her short time, and this scene is no less fabulous! John arrives with her in town, presenting Mark with his prized beauty, who gracefully takes on both fella's joints with the greatest of ease and spirit. With a mouth that is almost consistently filled with dick, Nika vacillates between being thumped from behind and on top in a variety of switch-ups: doggy, spoon, missionary, and standard and reverse cowgirl. The boys make fair use of her skills, constantly parlaying their wieners between both sets of her lips in turns, at a frenzied clip. Nika seems to encourage this hard beating in more ways than one, gasping and groaning as she's swallowing one dick or another, gaping her wide mouth open for more, more and even more! The culmination of the switch ups and pro batting finally dollops two separate loads into that beautiful mouth of hers, followed by a swallow afterward. No, uh, sword unturned, indeed! Nika's style of full-throttle may be too much for some, but she does make short work of both her suitors, and that is no easy task! Great, as always, just great!
A 28 minute Behind the Scenes segment treats us to a few photo shoots and an ass-tastic interview with Kristina, as well as false starts and much giggling courtesy of Estrella, and the warm-up between and in-between Kacey and Mr. Pete. Unlike most BTS pieces, this one feels more fly-on-the-wall than most, making the nearly half hour breeze by with an ample amount of enjoyability. As well, there's a Photo Gallery, a Cum Shot Recap and the usual Web/Company Info.
A/V Quality The picture was hauled in at 1.33:1 full frame, with the color spectrum leaning to a soft amount of yellow tint on a few harder-lit scenes (Nika, Estrella), and a slightly blue cast during others (Kacey and Kristina's scenes). The shooting was all indoors, but thankfully lacked the blandness that accompanies most drab studio-based footage. The 2.0 standard stereo track was an end result of the particular surroundings, in accordance with the camera's distance from its subjects. Notably, Dakoda's scene suffered from the echoes and stray hits that an actual bathroom supplies (the screams grew harsher as the fucking progressed), but was still free of dead spots, drop-outs or any apparent boosting. The overall image was veritably rich and never undercooked or overdone, almost just right!
Advice to the Graduate
While I'm sure it wouldn't tip anyone from dropping out of school, Wasted Youth 6 surveys the perky landscape of cute and horny (is there any other kind), plowing through the fields with an understandable amount of zest and down-home, meat & potatoes perversion. Kristina, with all her huffs and strains to keep sane amidst Michael's coital battery, is the true standout here, with Nika and Kacey following her smutty lead into fab territory. And while Estrella's slight reticence may throw a few viewers off, her honed skills more than compensate for it (even if her mood seems to sway only slightly by the end), and Dakoda's soft amount of apathy, in addition, keep the recommendation below the high watermark. However, despite these few flaws, there is much to enjoy, and I'd be a fool not to think so. And I think so!