The sisters are all fine, the production values are solid, the soul/techno soundtrack jams and most importantly, there's some real heat to be found in this all-black effort.

But for the first half or so, viewers may wonder exactly what the hell the title is referring to. It's only when we get to the third of the vid's five scenes does any anal action break out.

And you know what? it's almost worth the wait as Julian St. Jox just tears into Mocha's first-rate rump. Too bad director Ted-E then has to get in the way with his very audible command for Fonda to spread the drille's ass-cheeks.

He redeems himself in the best-for-last closer however, by fulfilling the box cover's promise of ebony princess India also taking it up the ass. And what a lovely sight it is too as her oil-slicked, most perfect booty gets speared but good by Mr. Marcus.

But for the anal-less first two scenes, one too many laid-back moments and the unnecessary paper-thin plot about residential burglars, this thing would have gotten a higher rating.