Title: London Shaggers #4 Studio: Anarchy Films Director: Corey Jordan Cast: Sasha, Misha, Paris, Cat Genres:: Feature, Group Sex Condoms: No Reviewer: SexHerald Staff

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Considering the amount of porn that gives the multinational origins of its performers top billing, there must be a huge number of people out there who simply think girls from foreign countries are hot as a rule. There isn’t room enough here to delve into the psychology of people who believe countries like England and Holland are simply jam-packed with randy, willing girls whose sexual appetites can scarcely be imagined, but even if you are such a person bear in mind that the international credentials of these girls is debatable at best, and the quality of the sex makes their countries of origin a moot point.

First, there are the hosts, twins Sasha and Misha, who, as their names suggest, seem to hail from some Eastern European country. They’re clearly meant as the series’ main attractions and despite their bleach-blond, lantern-jawed mediocrity, they do have a certain appeal, if you like the smooth, tanned, skinny type. Just what makes them appropriate to host an English amateur porn video, however, I don’t know. Their outdoor FFM scene winding up the DVD is the high point, but even so it disappoints. Neither of them work very hard, perhaps convinced simply being twins will satisfy much of their audience. But since a big part of the appeal of twins is the taboo specter of incest, the scene falls flat once you realize not only aren’t they going to so much as kiss, they seem averse to any physical contact with each other at all.

Then there’s Skye, who sports a credible English accent. She claims, before the fucking commences, to enjoy “a wide variety of bizarre sexual activities,” then displays her jaw-dropping depravity by having — gasp! — anal sex! Wow. Maybe, on second thought, she was referring to her fishnets, but frankly even that cheap thrill was dampened by the pale, fleshy rolls bulging out over their tops.

Most of the other performers are of similarly dubious British heritage, and none impress on any other count. The main attraction of the amateur genre is supposed to be the appeal of its fresh, young performers, but there is little here: the girls are by and large doughy, homely and far too experienced to give even the faintest suggestion of innocence defiled. The sex, too, is routine, with nothing more imaginative than anal penetration at play.