Director Skeeter Kerkove's first release for his new Metro imprint, Bad Ass Pictures, sticks to his tried and true formula: cig-smoking sluts in fetish garb getting butt-banged.

Some of Kerkove's output rages, while some of it is merely solid; this title falls into the latter camp with generally good, not great scenes.

Arguably the hottest (just cause to this reviewer, the more bodies, the better) is scene four in which Mr. Pete and Claudio rectal ream two newbies, Joselyn and Honey, the latter looking absolutely mouthwatering with her big fake lungs and serious red patent leather fetish boots, then blow onto Honey's tongue, after which she dribbles a thick gob of the funky stuff into Joselyn's mouth as Skeeter instructs her, as only he can, to "capture that magic." Rest assured, she does.

Speaking of mouthwatering, built-like-a-brick-shithouse Vicky Vette in the closer is the epitome, garbed in silver lame mini and matching bikini top (pre-nom her for Best Tease Sequence). While she's a bit too passive a performer, her beauty compensates. Is this babe a leading candidate for Best New Starlet or what?

One final unsolicited piece of advice: Included in virtually every scene of every Skeeter title, that yoga-like, grabbing-the-heels position has become a bit of a cliché. Maybe it's time to give it a rest?