Released: Aug 01st, 1999
Running Time: 127
Director: Alex Sanders
Company: Odyssey Group Video
Cast: Nina Whett, Evan Stone, Chennin Blanc, Mr. Marcus, Shaena Steel, Natasha Blake, Chris Cannon, Melody Love
Critical Rating: AAA 1/2
The Sanders/Steel scene is the one to push.
Oy vey, these gonzo interviews - they're as much fun as banging your head against the wall, and every bit as comfortable. You can't really blame director Alex Sanders for trying to pass the onus onto his stable of studs, as he does in three scenes here, usually to their displeasure. "Take this damn thing out of my hands, please; there's a reason I work in front of the camera," pleads Chris Cannon, after struggling to find something - anything - to ask of Chennin Blanc.
There certainly is. What Cannon lacks in verbal creativity, he makes up for in sheer fuck-power, bending Blanc over a bathtub and reaming her ass hard. Even better is the decibel-shattering opener between Sanders and svelte, self-assured Shaena Steel, which disproves the notion that condom-inclusive sex can't ignite. Elsewhere, Mr. Marcus impales tiny Melody Love on his impressive bone ("Hello, cervix," she groans, which doesn't quite convey orgasmic bliss); Evan Stone reaps the benefits of Natasha Blake's vertical-pierced clit hood; and Sanders geeks out for Nina Whett, trying to impress her with the admission that he once attended a Vixen show. (He makes up for that one with a Max Hardcore flashback, jamming his dick down her throat till her mascara runs, before sliding it between her bruised ass cheeks.)