The late Sledge Hammer brings his big dick to the table in this ill-named stinker, which doesn't credit the boys at all (he's the only one I could recognize with ease).
Its pointless "story" set-ups don't play, and perhaps the presence of huge-tits Sara Jay in a threesome finale is all anyone will remember of this opus once it is relegated to a proper home in landfill. For me, the reduction of the great Faith Leon to this level of crap was downright disconcerting; rest of the femmes are no-namers.
Its pointless "story" set-ups don't play, and perhaps the presence of huge-tits Sara Jay in a threesome finale is all anyone will remember of this opus once it is relegated to a proper home in landfill. For me, the reduction of the great Faith Leon to this level of crap was downright disconcerting; rest of the femmes are no-namers.