You gotta give props to our man Rodney. His one-man-band routine (shooting/editing/music) has been honed to a smooth and tasty consistency, like Jello pudding. His scenes are somewhat vanilla (with dollops of chocolate drops) and may not incite the most furious couch spanking sessions your customers will ever experience, but they go down easy.

First-timer Jamie is a case in point. A fresher face we couldn't ask for, and her escalating desire is the one true triumph of the tape. True to form, Rodney talks her into a reluctant hummer. Once she tastes his uncut salt lick, the girl opens up to a delicious rectal rootering, which Rodney first ignites by chowing down on her coffee-colored starfish. Expectedly (but thankfully!) he plants his POV lens where no man has gone before, filling the screen with shots of her pulsing butthole; pre and post insertion. The pudding analogy becomes literal after he blows his signature load across her kisser.

The remaining scenes feature similar content, but never quite reach the same heights (or would that be depths?).