Because the action and technical aspects of this motel-centered romp leave a lot to be desired, the success/satisfaction factor rests solely on the looks of its performers. Fortunately a few pretty faces make such an exercise tolerable. Angel Eyes, however, is the only babe with a booty worth mentioning. She shakes it vigorously for Guy DiSilva during a loose tease sequence that never ramps up to much more than a sizzle. With all that steak on the grill it's a damn shame.
Jazmine's erect nipples are a dead giveaway to authentic enjoyment of Weed's reed, but both have been much better elsewhere. Otherwise, the vid is riddled with minor problems (i.e. mismatched lighting, soft wood, poorly composed pop shots). No wonder the director went incognito.
Retailing: Much like Count Chocula cereal: a cocoa-flavored bowl of empty calories and carbs.