India shines in her pairing with Jake Steed, but the real draw here is the simmering round of Latina lesbianism laid down by Felecia and Angelica de la Sol. De la Sol has a terrific case of the hots for Felecia, we are informed, and as she eases into the coital bout with that most infamous of lady killers, she's wonderfully bashful.

Her shy facade gives way, however, as she moves in to dine on Felecia's fabled cookie. The blistering ambient eroticism builds until finally, as Felecia works an expert lip-tongue fandango over de la Sol's clitty, we're treated to the sights and sounds of Ms. Angelica grunting and gasping through a string of firecracker O's. Yum, yum and yum.

Then, Kelli Houston, who's brand new to the biz, does her thing with Powers. Houston's a dark-eyed delight with a body made expressly for filthy, filthy deeds, and who most assuredly knows her way around a scrotum, as she proves while mouth-mauling Powers' spoo sack.