Released | May 01st, 2002 |
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Running Time | 119 |
Director | Kelly Stafford |
Company | Rocco Siffredi Productions |
Distribution Company | Evil Angel |
Cast | Rocco Siffredi, Monik (I), Manuel Ferrara, Jade (I), Nacho Vidal, Kali Ryder, Elizabeth Roalopez, Kristal DeBoor, Jessica Fiorentino, Sabina (I), Claudia Jamsson, Others, Pavel Samay, Jessica May, Kelly Stafford |
Critical Rating | AAAA |
Genre | All-Sex |
Few, if any, smut sluts are as wildly depraved as England's Kelly Stafford. The closest thing there is to a female Rocco Siffredi (not-so-coincidentally her frequent on-screen partner and porn mentor), the pretty blonde is a World Class perv whose eyes reveal an ultra hard-edged sexuality that can match - if not exceed -any man's: they blaze with barely contained excitement the rougher and nastier she gets it.
And that's the seriously strokable sensibility she brings to her impressive directorial debut, which is book-ended by two outlandish orgies that easily get pre-noms for Best Group Sex Scenes - Video.
The very decadent opener features Stafford, Nacho Vidal, another guy and three she-males in fetish-light garb engaged in a whole lot of rimming, sodomizing, face slapping, saliva drooling and spent scum swapping. At scene's end, her kisser glistening like a Winchell's party pack, Stafford - in one of her trademark moves - practically shoves her entire fist down her throat and pulls out the still-steamy ball butter. Now that you don't see every day. As we said, this is one very degenerate porn whore.
Adding to the distinctive debauchery is the free-flowing, non-clichéd way in which the scene builds and unfolds, much like - no coincidence again - the best of Siffredi's work. Stafford obviously took a lot of notes all those times she had the Stallion embedded deep in her crapper.
The wildly wanton, even more elaborate closer, meanwhile, features Stafford, two other sluts and a small army of guys - literally maybe 25 or so - involved in the same sort of extreme nastiness as in the opener.
The two middle scenes - two more group gropes, one featuring Siffredi - are wankable as well, though less distinctive. It's no surprise that neither contains Stafford, whose mere presence in any scene instantly ratchets up the heat due to her well-deserved rep for going where others fear to tread. That bitch is capable of just about anything and next time out, perhaps she should cast herself wall-to-wall.