If you've been reading AVN for the past year or two, you already know that ICBCS is one of the premier ethnic lines to be carrying.  This volume is no exception - although it may be a tad less scalding than some previous installments.  We suppose it has to do with a few of the neophyte performers' (un)ease with the camera.  A willowy young thing, name of Gabrielle, keeps peering at the lens with that deer-in-the-headlights look, which is distracting for poor Herschel Savage, who obviously wants her ass bad.

However, viewers into the whole cheerleader mystique probably don't give even a rodent's patootie what the girls are thinking as long as they keep jumping around in white cotton panties, revealing phat butts, jiggly natural jugs, and girlishy-shaven coochie.  Which they do.