Prematurely blasé millennial Zoe Bloom desultorily agrees to an "open relationship" with her boyfriend but spends her time watching TV while eating ice cream straight from the carton and declining texted invitations to go out. She finally decides to go out and suddenly bursts through a door at sunrise with Rob Piper, kissing him, dropping to her knees and fellating him to full attention, the existential ennui gone and replaced with lust. The sounds of their coupling get the attention of Bloom's boyfriend—in bed with a chickie of his own—and he peeks around the corner as she exults in voiceover, "Just to see the expression on Kyle's stupid face ... it was worth it" as she pulls away from Piper's cock with a smile.

Jia Lissa's clit-fingering as she watches porn on her phone is interrupted by a call from mom. She can't stop watching the interracial stuff on her phone, even by the pool as Jason Luv jumps in for a quick dip. When he sees what she's watching, he asks, "Do you know a place we can go?" The edge of the pool deck—with a breathtaking ocean view—does just fine. The scene, shot in natural sunlight, is surprisingly intimate, with eye contact and murmurings caught by the camera and microphone. 

Back in L.A., Ashley Lane has gotten into a top-notch grad program and a sweet housesitting deal renting a room in a house owned by a couple who "travel a lot," but she has eyes for landlord Prince Yahshua: "All I could think about was being dominated by him ... fucked on every square inch of the place," she says in voiceover as she bites her lower lip in frustrated desire. When she's ready to move out, she makes her move on him "accidentally" as he comes out of the shower, fooling nobody: "I know why you came up here," Yahshua says, wrapping her in his arms and kissing her, hard. The views out the window of the L.A. skyline add to the feeling of luxury in this scene.

Closer has Ivy Wolfe as an idle-rich coed, cruising through Beverly Hills in a white convertible and then languorously taking a bath while sipping champagne and watching porn on a computer. She reflects on one shortcoming in her active sex life: "I've never been with a black guy. I have never gagged on a throbbing monster ebony cock. I've never been tossed around by their strong muscular arms, and I've never had my pussy stretched to its limits, filling every inch of me over, and over, and over." Cut to Wolfe, blindfolded, giving instructions on the phone: "Go to the second floor. Go to the room with the tie on the doorknob." Jason Luv enters, watching her as she masturbates, gasping, "I need to taste it. Give me that big ... black ... cock." Luv takes it slow, teasing her with an ice cube before opening his pants and slowly, slowly approaching her mouth with his cock. When he takes off her blindfold Wolfe sucks him with abandon, stroking, making eye contact and then telling him face to face in a determined whisper, "I need. The cock. Inside me." He rapid-fucks her into a series of orgasms and when she takes the lead and purrs, "Make me yours, fuckin' cum in me, please," he does, pulling out as she pulses and gasps from aftershocks. 

High production value and top rate talent make this a must-stock.