Drew Allen has been through Max's demanding program a few times before, and although she appears in some distress while licking a flaming banana on the boxcover, I am happy to report she survives Max's twisted shenanigans with her sense of humor seemingly intact. Drew was much thinner in her previous porn incarnation and Max urges her to lose the excess poundage with some deep throat fist pounding. He spares his U.S. audience the consequences, as well as the peeing and other forms of fisting, but the abrupt cuts and the soaking wet clothing leave no doubt as to what was missed. Drew somehow smiles throughout, and even I had to chuckle when Max makes her telephone her boyfriend back in Louisiana, and and she tries to carry on a normal conversation with him, while Max is pounding her asshole and gagging her throat. Her face is truly a liquid smeared sight to behold by scenes end.