Allure is a porn label I will have to stay far, far away from, judging by this dreadful new release and a selection of trailers (mostly starring Brooklyn Chase or a lady from this one named Lolly Ink) that are consistently awful.
My chief takeaway is the evidence that top talent in the Adult Industry will sign up for any old video assignment, as long as the paycheck will clear. The four threesome scenes here all begin in progress: anonymous Allure pornographers (there are no credits displayed on screen at all) dispense with the set-up footage and get right to the humping.
Teaming Amazonian Alison Tyler with petite Elsa Jean would be a sound idea for a competent director, but here they snooze their way through servicing either Alex Legend or Axel Aces -my find wandered when I should have been playing the game of "guess who?" given the absence of a scorecard. Buxom Dava Foxx and thin as a rail Jay Taylor likewise go to the slaughter coping with the big dick of Chad White but no script or characters.
So it goes: spoiling momentarily my memories of happy times watching Penny Pax and Marica Hase at work. Only the house talent, multi-tattooed and very fake breasted Ms. Lolly Ink, fits the horrible format. Trouble, indeed.
My chief takeaway is the evidence that top talent in the Adult Industry will sign up for any old video assignment, as long as the paycheck will clear. The four threesome scenes here all begin in progress: anonymous Allure pornographers (there are no credits displayed on screen at all) dispense with the set-up footage and get right to the humping.
Teaming Amazonian Alison Tyler with petite Elsa Jean would be a sound idea for a competent director, but here they snooze their way through servicing either Alex Legend or Axel Aces -my find wandered when I should have been playing the game of "guess who?" given the absence of a scorecard. Buxom Dava Foxx and thin as a rail Jay Taylor likewise go to the slaughter coping with the big dick of Chad White but no script or characters.
So it goes: spoiling momentarily my memories of happy times watching Penny Pax and Marica Hase at work. Only the house talent, multi-tattooed and very fake breasted Ms. Lolly Ink, fits the horrible format. Trouble, indeed.