Good gangbang format, solidly above average for the genre, where the girls come up with the fantasies and the guys make it happen.

Barrett Moore's the tough-talking prison guard with a twat of gold.  Liberal use of the nightstick gets turned back on her when the inmates decide to show her what a billy club's really good for.  Moore's sex-professional-intro makes the most of her stripper-girl smarts, and she says all the right things, setting the action up nicely.  Too bad the same can't be said for the lighting.

Camera angles aren't everything they should be, although it's easy to see how this gaggle of guys and all the resultant action might slip adequate coverage.  And all-male planet-of-the-future sets the scene of Jennifer Leigh's group grope.  The guys put one of their own under the knife for the continuation of the species, don't ya know.  Astonishingly leggy Leigh results from the tattooed, dumpy Hispanic subject, and the rest of the guys get right to putting part two of the plan into action.

Maybe next time director Ladd will see fir to light and shoot in such a way as to make the most of his performers.