The magic that is Nevada means that director/performer James Deen can fuck his pretty co-stars without a condom, a fact revealed during the long and chatty drive from California with Wednesday Parker. This allows flirty blonde Iris Rose to take an internal pop shot and then let it drip out onto the ground of the freeway underpass where it was administered. 

Angel Smalls talks about butt sex but doesn’t indulge in any while fucking in the bed of Deen’s truck, and Jay Taylor keeps her glasses and knit hipster hat on during most of her hiking trail romp. 

The four scenes of outdoor sex in marginally comfortable locations provide Deen with plenty of opportunities to revel in flesh-on-flesh intercourse, but only after long intros involving friendly banter and, in some cases, scouting out a space safe from idle viewing. For those used to seeing Deen engage in transgressive sexual behavior, gentle fucking in the desert will seem pleasantly mild by comparison.