Talk about a cliché quota. "Let's see, we've done 200 horny nurses, 500 handy pool guys, but wait -- there hasn't been a car wash vid out there in twenty days! Snap to it, boys!"
Yet, despite innumerable stick shift, rim job, knob-polishing puns, and the lack of blatantly obvious genre elements such as soapy, bikini-clad babes, CCCW manages to hold one's attention with three solid pairings -- the last deserving a prenom for outrageous sex scene of '95.
Like the Who album, Meaty, Beaty, Big, & Bouncy, Rachel Love puts into her live performance an appealing combination of technical skill (dig her deep throat on Michael J's cox) and wild abandon (especially when Cox sucks on her toes as he bangs her box and floods her face). Talk about chutzpah -- in a cliché-within-a-cliché sub-plot, "telephone repairman" Kyle Stone's bell is rung by barbara Doll, who does her seated reverse cowgirl anal number for the zillionth time -- and it's still just as damned effective!
Both scenes pale, however, to the Sally Layd/David Hardman encounter, which may leave some viewers running for a paper bag. Sally likes it nasty so Dave complies by swabbing out her asshole with his tongue and retrofitting her ass with his piledriver; apparently releasing an internal cum shot. Too tame? Not when she hovers over his face and dumps the booty loot back into Hardman's mouth. Obviously a believe in recycling, he spits the spooge back into her mouth! Outrageous.