Though raw and nasty throughout, Cream of the Crop contains only two superior scenes: The first is the sizzling opener in which Julie Rage takes on Rick Masters and Steve Hatcher. Looking wickedly delectable in a revealing full-length PVC dress (which she promptly loses), Rage early on sets the tone for what's to come by practically fisting her pussy in tandem with Masters. Dispensing with the foreplay, she then proceeds to take both woodsmen down her throat, in her pussy, up her ass and finally, all over her face.

It's a tough act to follow and the next three scenes just ain'tthereup to the challenge. While there's some good, explicit energy flowing ther, in general they come across as more pedestrian. Fortunately, director Matt Zane redeems himself in the closer with some extremely brackish moments such as having Masters shoot his was into the hungry mouth of blond Joelani, who then proceeds to dribble the spent goo into brunette Kelly Dean's gaping bunghole. Who says there's no good family entertainment around anymore?