Mark Davis kicks things off with his inimitable ability to ease any girl's inhibitions. He soon has Crystal Ray slobbering on his knob, eager to take it between her legs. They happily hump one another with zestful joy. Davis caps the scene by shooting a healthy load down Crystal's throat.
Nubian newcomer Audree Jaymes reveals a succulent set of knockers, which knocks Steve Holmes' pants off. Her cock-sucking skills and his rhythmic railing result in a very enjoyable romp by the fireplace. Once again, a seemingly conventional scene with undeniable chemistry between the two performers. Yes, there is a successful pattern emerging here, and the proof is in the pop-shots, which drench every female face.
It is very minimalist fucking. But on that basis, it's almost monumental. There's no obtrusive nastiness or roughness. One almost forgets there's no anal to spice things up. It's not necessary. Instead, this scene and the three that follow retain a mutual arousal between the performers as natural as the breasts on display. Nicely shot, concisely edited, professionally lit scenes with no music, just the unbridled lustful moans of performers in seemingly genuine throes of ecstasy.
This bare-bones approach is not entirely ground breaking. It's more of a return to form. But it is evidence that allowing sexual intensity to simply occur may be the most stroke-worthy approach these days. It doesn't hurt that each cock-hungry girl is so appealing.