Angelica Heart runs off a catalogue of places where she's modeled for would-be employer David Perry, and she has no problem when Perry asks to see her body, exiting and returning in an almost-not-there jeweled red net dress and embroidered purple bra and G-string. When Perry says the client for this ad is looking for a newer, fresh face, she tosses the bra away and puts his hand right where the bra was before moving it south and conspiratorily hissing, "Are you sure don’t get this job? Can I change your mind?" Perry is amenable, especially when Heart reassures him that this is the right thing to do. They repair to a nearby white couch and negotiate in a high-energy scene punctuated with tight close-ups. "I knew it," Heart exults as she sucks Perry's tribute off her fingers.

Language tutor Venera Maxima drills Lorenzo Viota on his Russian, but he doesn’t remember much from the last lesson. Maybe the lacy bra barely concealed under her satin jacket and miniskirt are distracting him. When he leaves for a glass of water, she muses, "Maybe there's another way to teach him Russian" and strips down to her scanties. Now he has a visual (and tactile) aid when she wants to teach him the word for "breast." For starters. Soon, they've moved on to "popa." (Maybe she didn’t teach him the word for "reverse cowgirl" but she demonstrated it.) At scene's end, she asks the camera in tight close-up, "What do you think about my new way for teaching Russian?"

Brittany Bardot asks distracted husband David Perry if he notices anything different, and is irritated when he doesn’t recognize that her sapphire-blue lingerie set is new. When she stomps off in a huff, he yells, "Sorry I'm working—then I can pay for the expensive lingerie!" She heads off to an indoor pool and rips open the crotch of the pants for better finger access, working up to fisting her ass when Perry, distracted by her vocalizations, confronts and then joins her. Bardot's ass is front-and-center here, reamed, fisted, getting the colon-rose treatment by Perry before the pop.

Rebel Rhyder tells Ian Scott, "Too bad you have to go to work," as she leans forward on a bed, her breasts popping out of her lacy robe. "I was hoping we could have some fun." Before he leaves, he sets up a spycam and when she sex-vids a boyfriend he catches her in the act of fisting her own ass. He's okay with it ("I know everything") and they put on a show of their own, with anal and colon-rose gaping added to the usual itinerary.

Good filler for an active International or Anal section. Or both.