This is the shot heard 'round the world that announces Jon Dough is back in Booty-Phest (Budapest).  he is our breathless narrator -- so much so that it's a wonder he can hold the camera still.  Dough has put together a strikingly beautiful cast of Hungarians "hungary" for cock in every orifice.

Ivy Crystal is led by her boyfriend, Jean-Yves Le Castel, into a beautiful Hungarian hotel room.  After admiring her, Jon Dough and Mark Davis convince her to reveal her statuesque, model-quality body.  At this point it's not clear if she's going to bolt.  Not to spoil any surprises, she does eventually give in to peer pressure without too much arm-twisting. Once she's into it she takes Le Castel and Davis with a total lack of inhibition in her mouth, pussy and ass.  The two cocksmen play musical holes, getting their dicks dirty in her private parts and washed off in her mouth. They change positions around her in a game of carnal twister.

Zhol Walton sets out to prove he is the ultimate male. MOving from room to room of an 18th century flat, he first fucks incendiary redhead Queen Elizabeth in the ass.  Leaving a trail of sperm, he fucks hot blonde Nikita up the ass in the room next door.  With seemingly little turn-around time he delivers a huge load on each one's face.  (Note: a cut in the footage makes us wonder if he had time to catch his breath, or at least wash his dick off.)

The show stopper, however, is a little sibling rivalry served up by the Kiss sisters, Timeo and Marianna. Imagine how difficult it is to find an attractive woman with an insatiable desire for sex and a fist-sized asshole. Now find one with an identical twin!

Don't get your hopes, or anything else, up too high; we don't get to see the sisters lick, kiss, or even touch each other, but they don't disappoint in the hetero arena.  They perform dueling anals, each one egging the other on.  Either Timeo or Marianna wins the duel (forgive us for not being able to tell them apart) when she is d.p.'d by Davis and another Euro-stud.  She then displays her sphincter, stretched to unimaginable width, giving the viewer a look-see at her insides that most people reserve for their proctologists. (Turn away if you're squeamish, but pre-nominate the scene for best anal honors.)

Two more scenes with three more girls and the great Sean Michaels, among others, round this one out. All in all, a great non-stop gonzo burner.  The Budapest Bureau of Tourism should seriously consider subsidizing Mr. Dough's work. The stunning backdrop of that Imperial City, coupled with fresh and gorgeous faces reminiscent of the adorable Hungarian Olympic gymnastics team, will leave everyone yearning for a visit.