Released: Apr 01st, 1995
Running Time: 75
Director: Jim Enright
Company: Erotic Angel
Cast: Jordan Lee, Tom Byron, Tera Heart, Nicole London, Tony Tedeschi, Jonathan Morgan, Kiss
Critical Rating: AAA
You have a choice with Lover Under Cover, either read the boxcover or watch the vid. The story'll differ depending on which you choose. So beware, the only accurate thing on the boxcover is its star, Nicole London.
The disarrayed Agatha Christie-type story involves a group of English-accented people and a murder. Why they're gathered, and what is their relationship to one another is the only real mystery here. The most important thing though is the sex, and albeit for some missing penetration shots, the sex reads loud and clear.
Alex Sanders, part of the royal family, has his family jewels and the crown of his dick slobbered over ty the regal mouth of Nicole London. They dine at Club 69 before he fucks her cowgirl (it's at this point her bra finally comes off) and mish, and has a finger in her West End. He blows his blue-blooded blob on her bonnet, with which she blows bubbles. (Try saying that five times fast.)
In a vocal and sweaty session Tony Tedeschi and Kiss let loose. A lot of saliva is exchanged with a slurpy suck job and a wet-n-wild womb cleaning. An intense mish and doggie follow but unfortunately Kiss is clothed for most of the scene and there was an obvious omission of penetration shots.
Jonathan Morgan, who penned the script, is not surprisingly involved in the only three-way (with Tera Heart and Kiss). They trade faces to sit on, the way I used to trade Topps baseball cards. The grunts get going as Tera finds a seat on Kiss's face while Morgan fucks Kiss Mish. Hot stuff.
Hypnotist Tom Byron has Jordan Lee under his spell as they perform a tri-position fuckin (none of which have penetration shots). Byron then visits Jordan's Analand when Jordan yells that she's ready to cum, but before you can say, "Wait, me first," he spews his goo. The closer features Tedeschi and Tera in a let's-stare-and-fuck-our-brains-out interlude. The chemistry's there, but the penetration shot and some timely key lighting is not.
The sexuality gets cooking but unfortunately the story and penetration shots are cooling. So rather than boil, Lover Under Cover simply simmers.