Degradation, double-penetration, and lactation all within the first 20 minutes. Oh my God! How does it end? Will my wife leave if I refuse to turn off this tape? Have I seen anything this nasty since I first laid eyes on Monica Kennedy in a Times Square sex show one rainy Monday afternoon. Are you following any of this?
The "Lust Detector" is a sexual device that measures the hormonal level of women. Actually, it's supposed to measure the hormonal level of aphids. Except something went wrong. Ya' see, Albert B., the inventor, works for these two imitations of those "wild and crrrraazy" guys from 10 years ago. They run a business in the back of an articulated truck smack dab in the middle of nowhere. Are you following any of this now?
Basically, this is a stream of consciousness tape that grabs you and doesn't let go. The lighting, camera, and music are reminiscent of The Dark Brothers, and the two male leads spend most of their time sputtering out some unintelligible filth while furiously masturbating. What it all means is anybody's guess. Hell, they even intercut Steve Powers in a wig having sex with Lauri Lovett while an Arab (the same Steve Powers) plows two sluts in an adjoining bathtub. What it all adds up to is video vertigo: non-stop, close-up and nastier by the minute.