As all-girl tapes go, Taste of Shame has as much as you could hope for in the dramatics personae department, but its sexual inclinations fall somewhere between a hospital gurney and the coroner's table. On top of that, the camerawork neither aids nor abet the viewers' enhancement of satisfying all-girl action, reflecting, lately, a Borsky propensity for visually disengaged body parts and erratic editing. This series needs some R&D fast to get back on track.
Trisha, Sydney St. James and Veronica are the opening threesome wherein Veronica works spittle on Trisha's clit while St. James makes cowtown rodeo noises as she sticks her face into Veronica's ass. Trisha and Veronica hook butt to oily butt with the double head dildo. Sydney, meanwhile, gives herself a self-administered dildo up the ass, which is a good trick, because a cut-away shot shows her hands planted on Trisha's crotch. So unless Sydney has four hands, the transition shots are pretty much askew.
Tabatha Cash and Veronica pair up for a 69'er that looks more like an armchair ad for Macy's. Valeria then goes down on Dyanna Lauren who responds more like namesake Ralph, but Dyanna returns the favor with better results and better camera angles as Valeria takes a dildo and guides it in her own ass.
In the finale, Isis Nile keeps looking into the camera as though Marcel Marceau were holding the cue cards. Valeria plays some patty-cake with Veronica's pretty butt, but the tape's best moments occur when Isis squats over Valeria's face while Valeria finger-fucks her. If only the rest of the show matched this level. It's a shame.
Keep in mind that other Rosebud all-girl offerings are substantially better.