She’s compulsive, insatiable, and horny. She spits at cops and swears in court. The phrase “Bitches Be Crazy” comes to mind. You’ll need Lithium and a rubber. Raylene has never been hotter.
The ladies will appreciate Raylene’s inner turmoil and the gentlemen will raise a glass and whatever else to her arresting physique, i.e., a couples tape. — Critical Rating: AAAA (AVN)
Raylene fucks around with Tony Tedeschi while watching Teri Starr and Steve Hatcher in another apartment. The minute Hatcher closes the blinds Raylene loses it, goes berserk. Thank god she still wants to fuck. Tedeschi plows away and the leggy, big-busted Raylene cannot be fucked hard enough. Meanwhile, Starr and Hatcher are spending their time wisely, banging away like well-oiled machines. Raylene kicks Tedeschi out of her apartment, goes fetal in the shower, cries, goes to bed, and dreams of Hatcher. Soon they are having anal sex. The next day Dyanna Lauren throws a party and, believe it or not, an orgy ensues. Barett Moore gives Bobby Vitale a rad blowjob before clinging on top for the complete adult experience.
Raylene drives down the street while Tedeschi, a demented gynecologist, rants on and on in the passenger seat about vaginas and the center of the universe — a genuinely funny chunk of babble (Lauren’s amusing script and direction). In every scene, Lauren pushes each performer to fuck as hard as she would. Candy Hill needs little encouragement in that department: She fucks a handful of male partiers. At one point, the tooth-gritting tramp reaches over and tugs on the hair of Montana Gunn, who’s also getting plowed. When it’s chowder time, Gunn raises a hand to deflect a sperm shot to the face, while an uninhibited Hill drinks deep from the flesh hose.
