In apparently the twilight of his directing career, James Avalon is reduced to strictly workmanlike porn, evidenced by the tired blood of this dumb Creampie series.
Yes, each segment meanders along with a silly set-up and then mechanical humping, all in pursuit of that closeup of a pussy dripping its "proof" of an invisible money shot.
Casting is particularly weak, with busty Nala Brooks standing out but the other gals, while ethnically diverse (c.f., Lulu Chu and Scarlit Scandal) giving ho-hum performances.
