No disrespect to the individual talents of Sven Laarson and red-headed beauty, Darryl Declan, but we’ve a sneaking suspicion that it’s the arrival of Brad Fitt half-way through this magnificent scene that most of our fans will regard as the real start of proceedings. And whilst we’re not trying to distract from the climax to the set-piece – which involves Laarson getting ritually double-penetrated for your unrefined pleasure – that’s something of a shame.
