TT Boy established himself as a premiere purveyor of quality ethnic smut in the late 1990s (having put in a solid amount of time as a straight performer). His legacy remains intact, but he continues to color inside the lines with no new ideas. The market is flooded with well-hung black dudes sticking it to innocent (looking) white teeny-boppers. But, is this series worth a whack?
To a degree, Lucy Anne plays up the premise of the title, which the rest of the performers seem unaware of. The Brazilian-based Natilie/Darren James romp is decent, but suggests we're watching scenes that didn't make the cut several volumes back. The chilled-out vibe provided by old pros like Julian St. Jox and Billy Banks helps, but even this is hindered by clock-watching and eye-rolling on the part of the girls. TT is on cruise control, and it's up to you if you want to ride shotgun with him.