Gather 'round, campers, for what is (most likely) the final hardcore performance of Amanda, a terminally cute young lass who, sadly, no longer fucks men on camera. (She still does bondage and girls, however.) If you haven't seen this screaming diva do the nasty before, be prepared for a pleasant shock. With long flaxen hair and a superbly unaltered figure, Amanda not only resembles the proverbial "girl next door," but she truly loves sex – evidenced in her distinctive vocals, the decibel level falling somewhere between a high speed lathe press and a Piper Cub going into a tailspin. My pets left the room, but I was glued to the set!

Adept at tease, Amanda first struts her stuff while playing air guitar (no threat, Pete Townsend) and also tangles with rubber novelties. Eventually, Rick O'Shea joins in. He lives up to her multi-orgasmic hunger with skill, prepping her all-American coochie with a vigorous, two-fingered cavity search. Not too much in the way of close-ups, but the entire session – capped off with an oral jizz dump – is exhausting and rewarding.

It's anybody's guess as to why the November volume is being released now, but Amanda hath 30 days in our calendar anytime!