Big improvement over the first volume. There's tons more gagging, but this time it's quality gagging. As before, a big hard mystery penis heroically attacks ten half-dressed starlets, jumping down their throats when they least expect it. Although many of the scenes have the aura of brute force, all of the gaggers play along with the game and some obviously think that being paid to cover themselves in their own saliva while retching up bile is a blast. It is more viscerally compelling than the average lick-the-knob-jack-the-rest-off-with-your-hand tape. Still, this is hardly a Kama Sutra-approved technique that couples at home would want to replicate after a big dinner.
Rather, these are passive endurance tests for the head. No hands are allowed. All a whore has to do is lay her noggin on the metal desk and let Mr. Mystery Cock pummel it relentlessly. She's encouraged to increase the dramatic impact by drooling profusely. Slime runs everywhere. Panicky gargling noises from the back of the throat lend an additional air of authenticity. If she resists his desired depth, all he has to do is turn her head upside down and smack her nose into the bottom of his balls. The cast rises to the challenge and a few even impart a personal flair to their choking.