"Ronnie" is the redheaded cocksucker of title fame, and though far from a knockout, she has wholesome good looks in her short cropped haircut. As a sexual performer she exudes raw energy and loves to orgasm loud, long, and repeatedly. Her partner is a portly, mustachioed gent, but as long as the camera lingers on Ronnie and her gasping gasms, there's little to complain about, except perhaps the overabundance of gynecological close-ups. When she began to lick out his bung hole, however, I elected to switch over to Vol. 6, which was a big mistake. I realize that amateurs are running this show, but a single, uninterrupted static shot will still fry the mind of the hardiest viewer. Aside from the occasional zoom in, this camera is nailed in place.

A trashy blonde named Lena plays with herself incessantly, supposedly turning on the "Peeping Tom" across the street. That "Tom" is none other than the cameraman is hardly a surprise. We don't even hear the door open when he enters the room. All pretense aside, Lena and Tom proceed to get down as Tom constantly checks over his shoulder to glance at a monitor to make sure they don't fall out of frame. If this old couch could talk, it'd say "get this guy a cameraman and editor, pronto!"