Now I know where the comedy team of Johnny Belinda and Marcel Marceau got to - they became Rex Borsky's screenwriters.
Not counting grunts, groans, ooh-baby's, and ooh-la-la's, there's not one word of insufferable banter uttered in this anal wall-to-waller. Good thing, too, because most wall-to-wallers become insufferable, with stilted, forced conversation.
What the feature lacks in interpersonal communication, it more than makes up in the sphincter invasion department, with every gal in the cast sooner or later taking it up the old Chisolm Trail. For instance, Dallas St. Clair remains "undefiled" in her threesome with Moana Lisa and Sean Michaels, but pays the price in the finale when Jon Dough busts her bud.
Marc Wallice, whether through the miracle of editing, or a miracle of prolificacy, pops two wet ones on Nikki Sinn (first from a missionary position, then an anal) within minutes of each other. Try that one on for size some night when you're feeling especially frisky.
This little feat of fruitful multiplicity occurs during the Wallice/Sinn - Dough/St. Clair anal canasta foursome at the end of the tape. Warning you ahead of time - do not fast forward because all the sex scenes are worth checking out. They're typical of Borsky and Rosebud - very hot, very nasty and very dirty, especially the Joey Silvera/Mai Lin/Flame troika with Joey digging enough out of Mai's behind to retrench the Great Wall of China. A series to market together in your anal section.