4 April 2018 | lor_
Actually one big nothing
Jonathan Morgan and a Peter Principled still photographer (Scott St. James) perpetrated this mindless, all-sex effort that plays like many an all-star Wicked Pictures round up of talent. Kaylani Lei and Mikayla are the contract ladies, joined by five other actresses of the big-bust persuasion.
Unlike cinema's many, many (both mainstream and porn) vignette movies dealing with 7 Deadly Sins, Morgan & pal dispense with the usual inspiration from Gluttony, Jealousy, Lust and the like to simply present random sex scenes in the worn-out Andrew Blake abstract eroticism mode.
So we get Mikayla playing two roles, as her hair color turns from dark brunette to a red dye style representing the Devil, in her boring hump session with Scott Styles. Eva Angelina is the most animated player, actually spouting some dialog as a dominatrix punishing good old Tom Byron.
The only gal with real tits is star Kaylani, (though perhaps Alexis Texas also qualifies), leading off the show in a really stupid vignette that's set in a hospital, but turns out (after rolling Lei on a gurney down several corridors) to be a dentist's office. Quicker than you can say Corbin Bernsen we're in porn's equivalent to a horror movie, with Randy Spears drilling Kayani's mouth and then her pussy. She digs pain, so no novocaine.
Anal sex gets delivered, condomized as in all other scenes, by specialists like busty Shyla Stylez (RIP), cast as a horny taxi driver, and Eva.
To the prolific Wicked director Morgan my advice: nothing ventured (in the creativity department), nothing gained.