Here's an important news flash to fans of this series and all-black product in general: Video contract dream girl Mocha has a sister. Not a sista sister, the Real genetic McCoy. Her name is Chocolate... and her overall package is equally as drop-dead gorgeous as her flesh-and-blood sibling's! Viewers are likely to spank themselves blind when they get a load of da girl with Jake Steed's root planted up her impossibly pretty pussy. She's also the cover model —and if that prop chair is for sale, we're placing the first bid to scratch 'n' sniff the sucker. (To be fair, we note that Chocolate, while a real looker, is not exactly a Dixie firecracker in bed. Though far from a lox, only time will tell if she becomes totally, uninhibitedly orgasmic. At least she appears to enjoy a dash of Jake's baby batter in the kisser.)

Elsewhere, this volume is packed with more steak (tube style) than a Sizzler franchise. Forget John Holmes, Ron Jeremy, or Peter North. Byron Long and Lexington Steele are hung like goddamn skyscraper girders. To this reviewer, nobody's currently laying more monster pipe than these two guys. Lucky India gets to sit and rotate on Lex's Nubian flagpole in a tasty bathtub session, while Byron and Mandingo (yet another heavy-on-the-artillery stud) run a straight-but-not-so-narrow course up Obsession's Hershey Highway. As promised, all roads in MBGB17 end up as head-on, jizz-splattered collisions. By all means, take the ride.