As you know, I have a rigid and unbending moral code, a firm sense of right and wrong, and a sociopathy that lends itself to undercover police work and adult video sales. That is why I gravitated to No Morals (in addition to Vicky Vette’s mesh outfit that I remember from when she addressed our high school).
While there were no donkey punches, it was still worthwhile (plus we get to see one of Keiko‘s final scenes from this segment of her career in the adult industry, which I’d trade for three donkey punches).
See the review here.
Previously: Recovering Vette
See also: Sex Z Pictures
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