Only fans of the series need apply.
Endicott's series manages a meditative state throughout each segment. Every flick of the Bic, drag of the butt and load in the mouth is captured with obsessive precision. The very essence of a woman's sexuality (and predilection for nicotine) is in the details (patience pays off). Our director/disembodied dick deserves credit for slowing the gonzo-niche formula down a bit.
Due to the deliberate pacing, this is a mixed bag. Provided the performer has screen presence and a sense of style (the mesmerizing Tory Lane comes to mind), the attention span and libido will maintain. Tory's sophistated cigarette-smoker recalls a less health-conscious period, when a cigarette between a girl's lips was sexy. Tory is also classy with a cock between her lips and legs during her repeat-stroker.
Elsewhere, certain participants miss the point, either don't smoke, are terrible bullshit artists and/or just want to get fucked and go home.