The cake is a lie, obviously, but here it's just sitting on a counter getting ignored while a brunette gets her throat used. Priorities. This whole scene has that specific energy of a shoot where someone said fuck it, we have four people and a VIP pass to whatever holes are available. The blonde is tight in that way that makes you wonder if she's actually enjoying it or just really good at her job. Doesn't matter. The camera doesn't care about her feelings and neither do I.

The real model tag means these aren't some uncanny valley creations. You can see the mascara starting to smudge on the brunette when she gags. That's the shit I'm here for. The orgy setup is less choreographed chaos and more like two separate duets that occasionally remember they're supposed to be a foursome. There's a moment where the blonde is getting railed from behind and she reaches out, not to the other girl, but just to grab the edge of a table. It's such a human, unsexy movement that it loops back around to being the hottest thing in the whole video. The audio is whatever, standard wet sounds and exaggerated moans. I had it on mute half the time because I was also scrolling through some other tabs, which feels disrespectful to the performers but also, they're not exactly doing Chekhov here.

The VIP aspect is funny to me. Like, what does that even mean in this context? Better angles? The privilege of watching someone eat cake off a plate while ignoring it? The cake just sits there the entire runtime. Nobody touches it. It becomes this weird focal point, this untouched dessert in a room full of fucking. By the end I was more invested in whether someone would finally take a bite than in the actual climax. They don't. Missed opportunity for some real messy play.