Four informal interracial scenes in the Blacked Raw formula, looking like they were improvised on the spot during real-life casual enounters.

Kendra Sunderland gigglingly shoots cell-phone selfies with Joss Lescaf and Jax Slayher, and the vertical camera catches her gobbling both guys' dicks in the back seat of a car. "I was so nervous going to the wedding by myself, but I found the most attractive guys there," she explains to her cell phone from a penthouse hotel suite, the night lights of Los Angeles twinkling behind her. She points the camera down to get her smiling face and one guy licking her pussy, then a camera takes over. The harsh camera-mounted light and the absence of porn-star theatrics and acrobatic positions all help to maintain the illusion that this is an unplanned zipless fuck.

Kali Roses is up next, breathlessly telling her cell phone, "Guess who showed up at the club?" and signing off with an abrupt, "Gotta go!" as Louie Smalls walks up. A moment or two later he's carrying her over his shoulder into a bedroom and plopping her on a bed, then pulling her legs back and noshing on her conveniently-underwear-free snatch. The camera gets close but never intrudes in this enthusiastic scene, which ends with a post-fuck cigarette turning into a teased encore.

Rharri Rhound tells her cell, "I'm not ready for the night to end," as Rob Piper grins over her shoulder, and when he invites her to his place for a drink she says, "Okay, but just one." Back at Piper's place, she downs the drink in just one gulp and we're off to the races, with Piper flipping her into a standing 69 as soon as they're both naked. The scene has a casual-quickie vibe, and Rhound is a promising new talent.

The last scene has a dramatic setup, with Aften Opal averring that she left her small town because she was "surrounded by haters" and "there were no black people there. When I came here I almost lost my mind"—illustrated by a car-to-car shot of her blowing Jason Luv in the back seat of their car as they drive through a tunnel. Safely indoors, the camera locks on her face as Piper inserts from behind, catching her reactions to the penetration. A post-pop shower leads to a tease that implies they kept going after the fade-out.

The casual nature of Blacked Raw has brought a new dimension to the Blacked line, and mixing new talent with established performers means there's something to interest every fan.