Flesh For Fantasy

Rebecca Lord's an angel who bestows a bunch of wishes on regular guy Michael J. Cox, who gets three scenes of the feature's six: one with "tennis pro" Katja Kean, one with pool player Inari Vachs (the feature's best action) and the inevitable Lord/Cox matchup. Most of the action ends with facial and/or oral cumshots.

Extras are the minimum expected: Three text bios of the main females, a 19-photo gallery and several non-animated "jump-to-scene" buttons. A noticeable graininess, which mars almost all the scenes, leads to a slightly lower quality rating.

Review from AVN

Rebecca Lord is a Magical Being. She takes a shine to Michael J. Cox and grants him each and every wish his horny little heart can conjure, and which will, inevitably, include banging away at her cervix, but not before he has wished into reality a slew of vaguely pretty but never especially hot coital encounters.

First on his wish list is a tussle with tennis-playing neighbor Katja Kean, who volleys with no knickers. Kean looks peachy, of course, but while their encounter is plenty easy on the eyes, it'll leave the libido feeling gently nudged rather than vigorously prodded. Hotter is J.J. Michaels' romp with pixie-ish Aussie Vivi Anne, but even this more earnest round of pudenda-knocking fails to strike a whole lotta sparks. Bette still is the closer, in which Cox has at his benefactrix, who for some reason is wearing a blond wig. Her dark hair peeking out from beneath the platinum wig is strangely erotic, and the whole she-bang closes things out on a high note.

Review from AVN