Shayla LaVeax blows into Pinkville, a wide spot in the proverbial road in which most things have a pink border, a pink tinge or are just plain ol' painted pink, and everybody seems to have been savagely lobotomized by a Mary Kay rep. No matter. Their fucking facilities are still in order, and that's what ultimately saves this production.

The first hint that everything's gonna be all right comes as Ian Daniels and Alyssa Allure rumble through an energetic and agreeably nasty round of the ol' procreative push 'n' pull, which includes Daniel's trouser trunk spending some quality time in Allure's well-traveled posterior portal. But the scene that really sets the screen on fire here is the nasty, nasty, nasty bit of toe-suckin' and butt-fuckin' proffered by Charlie and Dante, which features that deliciously full-bodied, brown-haired girl at her most sultry and voraciously vulpine.

As for headliners LaVeaux and Stephanie Swift, sister Shayla shines in her oral-intensive counter with Mark Davis, while Swift's girl/girl pairing with the usually explosive Elena never really hits on all cylinders.