The difference between your typical apartment-bound-limited-resources wall-to-waller and that rare creature, a good apartment-bound-limited-resources wall-to-waller is that unknown factor - chemistry. It can't be manufactured, only discovered on the fly. Which is just as good a segue as any to mention a fly-as-they-come girl named Hypnotic, whose boot bangin' session with John E. Depth is the highlight of this release. (Firm bod, big natural jugs and a crotchful of mossy oyster sauce.) After an extended cowgirl ride on his swamp donkey, she releases a viscous blob which, by the looks of it, wants to play a game of "catch me if you can" with the forces of gravity. For every cream pie devotee out there, it's a holy sighting.

In fact, the aforementioned cunny juice plays a huge role in the success of this modest vid. Such clam-baked evidence validates the personal chemistry between the performers - again and again. While other sessions bring the same degree of lust to the proceedings, they are less successful in that too many of the ladies remain constrained behind trashy lingerie when their natural bounties should be on full display.

A threesome with Depth, Jada and Lucille thankfully manages to avoid this trap. We wish the women had been more willing to work with each other while getting poked with Depth's monstrous mutton dagger, but minor quibbles like that pale in comparison to the bucket of stanky spunk pouring out of Jada's beef curtains. It's touching. You won't find a dry thigh in the house.