Of this short, bare-bones production, starlet Hailey Young turns in the best performance, though fellow familiar Devon Michaels? segment is more adventurous in nature. The latter gets drilled on the bow of a boat. Don't worry, though; it's perfectly safe – if she falls overboard, her inflated rack should keep her afloat for practically ever. Iris, however, would have no such luck, her natural curves pillaged on the prow of a fancy sea-cruiser. Fortunately, both sluts rock the plank and never walk the plank, opting – like the old joke says – to screw rather than swim. Good decision.

Unfortunately, none of the sex really matters with this release, for its fuck-up is a giant one: there is no performer audio. None. Each scene is blanketed in quiet techno, and – while you can see the girls moaning and laughing and screaming – you simply cannot hear a thing.

As this one stands, unless you're in love with the talent, it's definitely, definitely anchors away.

Retailing: Stock a couple as life-preservers only.