Great cover. Sexy girls. Unbearable, annoying men. Not a good combination. One copy is plenty.
This so-called amateur-style tape is in reality an incredibly obnoxious product, which defies any semblance of whack-off inspiration. Referred to as "Chicago-Style," the guys are fake tough guys, annoying, and with artificial and inflated egos. In other words, these are men who think that every time they move or make a sound the world should applaud their wit. False bravado. Everything is funny. And when the phone rings in one scene during mid-stroke someone yells, "Answer the fucking phone and tell then to shut the fuck up."
For example, busty Amber is trying to keep her smiling game face on as she patiently grinds and screws into one guy. During this magical moment, the other men in the room are putting them down, laughing, throwing smelly socks, making crude comments and what would seem to be anything they can do to make him lose his hardness. Sure, they are laughing so hard that it is funny - for about a second - but think of the person wanting to see a fuck film and instead has to put up with this crap. It ain't right. And then they have the balls to write an apology on the screen for the lack of sex. Amazing.
Some of the other scenes aren't quite as bad, but enough is enough.