Sexual Trilogy is that, three sex scenes. Nothing more, nothing less. Other than a couple of decent camera angles the only other sign of creativity is some uninteresting special effects.

When Kia Sterling and Uma return from a party they're overheating and need each other's tongues for a cool down. No selfishness here. The Velcro vein brings gratification to both. Some good womanly bonding.

The set for bartender/cowgirl Lynden Johnson and Guy DiSilvo had my head shaking. The most interesting thing here is Lynden's chest. The cameraman obviously agrees, as he never loses sight of them. In his defense, you can be in a bordering state and not lose sight of those monsters. Between tit fucking and tit cumming is some hum-drum humping.

Rick O'Shea and Sidney are involved in dialogue that only the boom man can decipher. Rick, who should invest in a pair of loafers, slows down an already snail-like pace with the removal of his shoes. Needing some stimuli, the maid (Brooke Ashley) is summoned. She has her duster worked over in what is a less than inspiring scene. Their tongues and organs stumble through out.

Can you say average? I knew you could. This is not sexual thrillogy, just plain, average, ho hum, Sexual Trilogy 5.