Jail Babes 18

It's rare that I can find much about which to complain when Larry Flynt is behind a production. The original homeboy of flesh consistently splashes fresh gash ready for cock across screens and pages. I think more of the problem with Jail Babes stems from the concept, which leads to a bit too much talking, a bit too much reality and not enough quality sex to account for a feature.

Here's the deal: each girl has been convicted of something or other: distribution, solicitation, lewd conduct, speeding, whatever. Decide for yourself, like a Springer episode, if they're talking bollocks or the real thing. But each girl explains the circumstances of her arrest and all miscellaneous, interspersed with stripping/masturbating shots. Not bad, but really quite a clash. When the stories over, some guy usually magically appears and off the sex goes. It can be a bit painful, so it's probably best if you like the look of the girls. If you like the chick, you'll like the flick.

We begin with Brandy, a thin, cute, tall brunette with a nicely athletic body. She regails of the time she was awakened by the cops busting into her place, claiming her and her husband were dealing. We get to the action, and she's with some skinny pony-tailed dude... she works up quite a slobber trying to swallow his knob. It's some decent work with good suction.

The real problem here is the general setting, basically everything but Brandy. The music really needs to go, sounding rather like something one would expect from a diner along Interstate 57 some place south of Memphis. It's a kind of "light hits" country that's soothingly disturbing. Add to that the post-blowjob cunt licking from the nude dude (really, really bad position), and it's a recipe for disaster. The one bright spot of the actual fucking (no anal, sorry friends) is during the reverse cowgirl. Brandy arches her long back really showing off her toned body. It's nice, it's brief, and a weak facial puts us out of our collective misery.

Candy Cotton is a performer that gives an effort every time, but she's never been able to do much of anything for me. I mean, the entire recipe's there... blonde, big tits, loves to fuck... something just isn't right, and it continues to elude me here. She again puts in plenty of effort, and the guy just bends her over and gives it to her, which is always nice. Candy gets rimmed at one point, and I thought we would get a pinch of anal, but it wasn't meant to be. Very surprising for a Hustler film - no anal in the entire feature. Candy takes the facial finisher, and scene two is capped.

Shanna McCullough is probably the most professional of those in this film, and we get a nice bit of masturbating from her before the guy comes in. Good stuff, too, but it's still a bit plain, which is disappointing. She takes it right in the mouth as well, though we jump away from the shot far too early. Let's linger with the bliss for a bit, please?

Elizabeth X and Mia manage to completely save this disc, though. These two may not have dynamic bodies or faces you'll remember in your , but they do put on one of the better sapphic licking displays of recent memory, really getting in their. These girls aren't just going through the motions. The vast majority is tongue and finger work, though, as usual, there's a toy in there. It's as though these are required in lesbian scenes, and it really wasn't needed here. The redheaded one really digs into her partner, too, nose up her asshole and mouth buried in cunt. Nice stuff, with some genuine kissing in it, too. No four inch tongued porno kissing here.

Oh, and Miko's in the end doing a solo three-toy dance which is interesting to watch, but seems to be little more than space filler. And that babe deserves better than that.

For most studios this disc would be a success. For Hustler, well, I've seen better stuff. It felt a bit lazy, really.