Zaftig blonde knockout Rita Faltoyano, wearing a small red dress, trots into an eastern-European storefront. On request of a couple of people seated at a table, she shows her natural D-cup boobs and not-so-natural shaved-down pussy, and John Leslie asks her, through a translator, "Do you want to have sex with him?" She says, casually, "Okay," and gets on her knees and starts to blow him. While this is going on, another guy walks in. Leslie asks her, "Two is okay?" She smiles coquettishly and nods. So she's on her knees between these two guys, trading off, sucking one, jerking the other, and Leslie is holding the camera low, shooting up, getting those gorgeous boobs at the bottom of the frame and we're less than 10 minutes into the tape.

Wow.

A guy comes in and takes stills - she smiles as the flashes go off, a dick in each hand - and then she stands up and one of the guys, rock-hard now, enters her from behind as she keeps sucking the other. A young woman in a businesslike dress (the "agent") watches, getting turned on herself. Leslie directs from the floor ("Look at your ass. Turn around.") and pokes his camera here and there, zooming on a cowgirl position so it's just a fuzzy-focus penetration framed by her tits. Leslie lets the performers go, occasionally directing them ("Look back at him") and the still photographer ("Get that!") as the three push themselves to higher and higher levels of pleasure, including a d.p. and a double-facial finish.

After about three frames of black, we're in a hotel room as two young women enter and Leslie incredulously asks, "They want to do movies?" They do. And they do. A girl in a van stops blowing the driver long enough for them to go into the storefront and join another couple who is busy getting busy. There's another d.p. before this one plays itself out. And then another scene with a drop-dead-gorgeous young lovely, David-Hamilton-backlit through a window as she dons some lingerie before being served up to two guys, again under the watchful eye of the microskirted "agent" who finally succumbs to her lust in scene five, the only non-anal coupling in the bunch.

The talent is fresh and natural, mostly, and throw themselves happily into the scenes. Throughout, Leslie stands behind the camera, encouraging, watching, zooming, panning, letting it happen and not missing any of it. The direction from behind the camera and flashes add to the real-time real-life feeling that this was not planned, not choreographed, not directed, but just happened.