From the company that's so enamored with their own animated logo that they can't resist slapping it between each scene, comes another self-indulgent vehicle that's barely worth the price of admission... unless your clientele are really into Czech girls.

The director bops around the Republic, “bumping into” strange whores who are willing to be taken behind the proverbial barn—in this case, some ancient East European tourist trap—to suck his dick.
Now to get to this point of action, viewers will have to dig their way through a bednička of insipid small talk with babes who sound like Bela Lugosi. Even if they are skilled cocksuckers, their schooling has gone to waste. (Grainy P.O.V. footage and unsatisfactory angles capture such Kodak moments.) A public toilet encounter is OK. Czech please!

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So there's this theory that declares women with cartoonishly huge, immobile boob jobs are rarely as hot in the sack as their natural sisters. And it's a good theory — which, like that pesky relativity thang can be depended upon ... most of the time. Then again, quantum physics upsets the apple cart.

So does Trina Michales, whose ability to supernova her way to a cornholing session is practically legendary. (Not much to do with tits, though. Apparently the director believes that a good boob vid simply requires the presence of hooters but not a great deal of fetishistic action.)

Elsewhere we find Whitney Stevens and her pair of God-given funbags to be equally hot, if less anally inclined than Michaels. Live and learn ... it's all relative.

Retailing: Decent starlet-driven big boob material.

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