Are silk sheets a legitimate fetish object? While this title certainly introduces the concept, it never goes the extra mile to examine it as such. Each scene is lensed on a velvety bed; that's as far as the flocculent philosophy lesson goes. You'd think the participants might wanna wrap themselves in silk, stroke the silk or spooge on the silk, but clearly the director is far more interested in the [far less outré] subject of ass-fucking.

Now, as cornholing sessions go, Silk's are pretty good - no doubt aided by a few comely wenches from some unidentified domain south of the border. They all seem to enjoy a poke in the heinie from the sidesaddle position, (which, coincidentally, just happens to be the most comfortable for the performer and easiest to shoot for the videographer). Not that we're complaining, there's enough excitement passing between the parties to warrant a look. By the way, hirsute aficionados will slap themselves silly over Sabrina's furry belly.