Released: Mar 01st, 1997
Running Time: 131
Director: Tom Byron
Company: Tom Byron Pictures
Distribution Companies: Elegant Angel Productions
Cast: Dorothy, Roxanne Hall, Mark Davis, Maya (I), Kimberly Jade, Leah Dawn, Tiffany Mynx, Charlie (I), Felecia, Mila (I), Tom Byron, Mikki Malone, Peter North, Naomi (I)
Critical Rating: AAAAA
Is there room for yet another performer-turned-director on the overcrowded gonzo train? For Tommy B., allow us to issue a lifetime first-class ticket! With Byron conducting, the destination is unabashed admiration for the female form, and all the possible erotic relays that it's capable of.
Considering that Tom's droll ad-libs have frequently saved more than a few features, it's a bit curious that his hostly presence amounts to just a few glib introductions. Okay. So he's not a "conceptualist," but great sunny Jesus -- the guy loves his job! A lezberterian warm-up with Felecia and a few unfamiliar gals cuts into Bruce Seven territory, replete with rubber gloves, butt plugs and strap-ons sliding from creamy cooze to oiled asshole and back. Peter North can't tell Maya from Mila, but his decadent divining rod locates their titillating treasure boxes, plumbing deep for ass-to-mouth action and a typically explosive climax.
Byron dives in for his own clam-hunting expedition with Tiffany Mynx and Kimberly Jade. We can sympathize with poor Tiff, who misses out on the brutal bugger-fucking enjoyed by Jade -- especially when Byron gets an unnecessary taste of his own medicine -- but a double facial spunk-dripping kiss between the gals is icing on the cake.
Each segment is chock full of POV-style tease and a trainload of horny banshees -- who've managed to avoid the plastic surgeon's knife. A sainthood's headed your way, T.B.! (And kudos to his second cameraman Van Damage.)