If you watch Fallon to see her squirt, you'll thank producer/director Dean Wallace for allowing the bewigged bewilderment to get her rocks off early. She whacks off to a gushing climax in the very first scene, and then we're left with a scattering of sexual scenarios that meander plotlessly to the end. They're neither interesting or arousing, and even the geyser number suffers from poor cameramanship. Tony Montana and his brunette partner Jessica Bishard put on the best show, doing a fireside standing rear entry that's not bad. A Mercedes with no hubcaps, poor lighting and an uninspired cast doesn't help the feature. Fallon's obvious talents are wasted here, much to the chagrin of fan and reviewer alike. Great packaging.