With Patricia Kennedy long in semi-retirement, it seems about time to name a successor, and heading the list of candidates is Sahara Sands. Sands, who often looks like she's just returned from a back-alley encounter, personifies that image as the centerpiece of this well-produced slam fest.
Sands' day gets started on a bright note when she catches washing machine repairman David Hardman sniffing her panties. Sands decides to give Hardman a whiff of the real things, and the ensuing tryst culminates with Hardman licking his own cum off of Sands' ass. Hartman is just an appetizer, however; for the main course, she has the tile man, the wood cutter, the postman and the movers. Sands takes it anally, orally, d.p., two-way, three-way and in virtually every combination conceivable between five men and one wanton woman. By the time Sands turns to the camera at the end of the tape and emphatically states that she wishes she had five more guys, there's no doubt that she's telling the truth.