We love the fact that Black Pie offers an option to bypass the scenarios and go straight to sex, but due diligence compels us to check 'em out anyway. Guffaws ensue when it becomes apparent that the “story” is comprised of nothing more than a few mumbled come-ons.

Literary aspirations aside, BP2 presents some absolutely average action; ditto for its generic direction and modest location work. Moments of hot connectivity certainly do occur — but like a solar eclipse, they're not particularly frequent. Points for attractiveness go to Mariah and Lailoni. Big gals are represented by Summer... overgrown African bush might entice the hirsute crowd. For an IP-oriented release, the volume of cock cheese leaking from Black Pie remains unimpressive. This half-baked interracial creamer barely beats out a Marie Callender's lunch special.