If you've read Lolita, the details of Molina will come as no surprise; even the box is a stylized (and sultry) version of the famous Sue Lyon movie poster.  This porno playhouse version is not only pretty faithful to the source, it's positively inspiring at times.

Tedeschi essays the professor role as a new tenant in Jordan Lee's home, where her young daughter Molina (Lisa Ann, seductive as ever) keeps him at an aroused arm's length, opting to have a bubbly bathtub fling with Tracy Love.  Tedeschi's rival, a drama teacher (Peter North), offers lessons in method lustmaking to Sahara Sands, and with one superb initial penetration shot their tryst revs into high gear.  Although his patented fountain of goo lands disappointingly on her chest, it's still a hot scene.

Meanwhile, Jordan Lee is all over Tedeschi like a tropical rash, so to stay within Molina's reach he favors Mom with a short-arm up her rectal speedway and a sloppy nightcap on the lips.  Eventually he and Molina cease the mind games and get down to some solid boning.  Her anal gates of ecstasy aren't breached, which is a pity, but they demonstrate a fair amount of chemistry nonetheless. Nabokov and Kubrick notwithstanding, in our line of work this practically constitutes art.