Much-in-demand actor Seth Gamble makes his directorial debut with this lousy Wicked release, gonzo junk that any of a hundred established all-sex directors could have made in his/her sleep. It's presented by Wicked's head honcho Axel Braun, himself a much-celebrated hack director. For his efforts, his name is misspelled as "Alex Braun" on screen for the end credits.
In the usual self-aggrandizing position, Gamble is the stud in all four vignettes, getting to hump four of Adult's beauties. Each segment is virtually identical in format: a lady posing at her mirror, masturbating and then serviced silently by Gamble. Closest thing to romance is flower petals (not even red as in porn's cliched red rose petals) strewn to give a special evening/Valentine's Day aspect.
The girls are lovely, ending scenes with stupid staring at the camera, swallowing cum action, and clearly sex workers rather than actresses for this crummy assignment. Unlike earlier Wicked releases, Gamble doesn't wear a condom, and there are no crew credits displayed. Title for the package is meaningless.
In the usual self-aggrandizing position, Gamble is the stud in all four vignettes, getting to hump four of Adult's beauties. Each segment is virtually identical in format: a lady posing at her mirror, masturbating and then serviced silently by Gamble. Closest thing to romance is flower petals (not even red as in porn's cliched red rose petals) strewn to give a special evening/Valentine's Day aspect.
The girls are lovely, ending scenes with stupid staring at the camera, swallowing cum action, and clearly sex workers rather than actresses for this crummy assignment. Unlike earlier Wicked releases, Gamble doesn't wear a condom, and there are no crew credits displayed. Title for the package is meaningless.