One can't get more generic than this. Just as well - the content is instantly forgettable. Sativa Rose looks lovely as usual, but her scene never clicks. In fact, the only thing worth getting excited about is Kelly Wells being tapped in the ass by Mr. Nobody. Hardly the reaming of the year, but it shines by way of comparison. Even the bonus solos made us sleepy.
Retailing: Eye-catching foil embossed box featuring Sativa.