Veteran director Robby D. delivers a glossy package of high-voltage sex scenes, all hung on a thread of a story about a dancer—Mia Malkova—who’s about to lose her family-inherited ballet school. What can she do to make her mortgage payments? Adriana Chechik, her BFF, proudly has sex for money and she recommends Mia try it too.

We see Adriana with Charles Dera, the wealthy client she has picked out for Mia. They have a highly erotic encounter, a good half of which takes place in one position, standing at a stripper pole. At one point Charles puts her in a headlock with his legs while she’s blowing him. Doesn’t faze Adriana one bit. Long, hot scene topped off with a cream pie.

Pretty, petite Bella Rose, as Mia’s kid sister, tries to help her out by acting as a go-between with her ex-boyfriend Chad White. But instead of helping Mia, she seduces Chad, who gives her a good hard fucking in several positions.

Adriana finally gets Mia to hook up with client Charles. He is very authoritative, completely dominating her. She loves it as he rubs her clit. It’s a long, slow, intensely sexual seduction. She sits on the dick with her perfect round ass. Finally he fucks her in piledriver and shoots on her butt.

Mia saves the money he gives her and rejoices at her new source of income. Client James Deen comes to her studio and makes love to her at the ballet barre, slapping her tits and eating her pussy through her leotard. He licks her feet and sucks her toes and makes a meal out of her pussy. He invents a new use for the barre, as a perch for Mia while he fucks her. It’s all strikingly shot in the mirrored studio and, it should go without saying, very hot.

Only thing puzzling about this release is the title: There’s really nothing sorrowful about all this good sex.