Pretty, natural-bodied girls fucking longhaired studs ought to be way more exciting than this. Maybe it's director Mitch Spinelli's insipid interviews, which include such penetrating questions as, "Do your farts smell?" The one interesting fact Spinelli manages to elicit is the reason for Colt Steele's return to the business. "I have a son now; child support kills you," Steele admits.
That said, the sex here is average; nothing too thrilling. Steele and Flick Shagwell engage in a by-the-numbers fuck, and there's a boring girl/girler. Best of the three scenes is the closer between a dark-haired beauty and Nick Manning; they resemble each other so strongly it's easy to fantasize they're brother and sister. The girl practically has a grand mal when Manning goes down on her before a good doggie/mish combo and facial finish.