Released | Apr 01st, 1995 |
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Running Time | 85 |
Director | Anthony Spinelli |
Company | Plum Productions |
Cast | Dallas (I), Shelby Stevens, Nikki Sinn, Jake Williams, Misty Rain, Tina Tyler, Jordon Lee, Cal Jammer, Austin Tanner |
Critical Rating | AAA 1/2 |
Genre | Feature |
As an outer-space resident, you've got to find the perfect Earth man to clone in order to take over the world. Your selection? Jake Williams. Looks like humankind will be safe for awhile.
Mars gals Shelby Stevens and Misty Rain's Sapphic scene is well-shot, and beautifully executed. Misty shoves two fingers into Shelby's slit while sucking her clit. Shelby returns the favor by pouring lube into Misty's asshole and slowly inserting a chrome vibrator. Auspicious beginning.
Stunning natural blonde Dallas begins with a tease sequence at Jake's request. Foreplay is hot, particularly when he sucks her juice off his fingers and her fast-then-slow sucking of his curved cock. She grips his balls expertly during their condom-clad cowgirl and doggie. Somehow Misty and Shelby decide Jake's the man they're looking for. They transport him to Mars, which leads into a missionary and anal performed by Nikki Sinn and Vince Vouyer. Applause for more great camera work and a facial finish.
Austin Tanner and Cody O'Connor are additional Mars inhabitants. Their scene is supposed to show how people in Jersey do it (don't ask). Scary, considering Austin is never shown with a full-bodied hard-on. This major minus plus no initial penetration shot begs that touchy question: did someone stunt-cock? Weak.
Jake emotes about wanting to go home, before surrendering to a fourway with Tina Tyler, Jordan Lee, and Cal Jammer (watch Jordan uphold the tradition of B-movie acting with her amazing line delivery). While Tina drenches Jake's cock with drool and Cal and Jordan have a nice doggie (great insertion shot), the round robin sex gets confusing. Lots of genital close-ups make it tough to discern pair-ups, although we know Tina blows Cal by the copious amount of jizz he spurts onto her face.
Pretty lowbrow humor, but the crediting of Newt Gingrich billed as "Worst Boy" provides a smile. The catchy title and slick boxcover will make this one gravitate off retailers shelves, so stock up.