Although an amusing plot device, "the ultimate virgin whore fantasy gone bad" theme never gets developed. According to the box back, Kyle Moore is some kind of hymen popper, whose lust turns sweet virgin Chloe Dior into a depraved, unfeeling and amoral whore.
Chloe Dior is never presented as a virgin, nor would she be even temporarily believable as one. Without the smitten Moore's voice-overs and the box text, viewers would be entirely lost.
Nonetheless, the visuals are all great, the girls look hot, Randy Spears looks buff, even if he's unconvincing as a heart-attack victim, and Moore looks great licking pussy and makes a fine lovelorn porn hero. Or anti-hero.
Too bad the various scenes barely make sense within the presented context, and the conclusion makes no sense anywhere. Nonetheless, an appealing, if disposable, sex confection.
Retailing: Customers with an affection for Chloe Dior and bitches should get a kick out of this.