This newest romp through L.A.'s sleazy underbelly with rocker man Johnny Toxic is plenty stockable if only for Toxic's analicious opening romp with Heidi Dalton, which is  phenomenal. The blond Orange County native proves that they really do grow something other than shopping malls and otherother Republicans on the otehr side of the Orange Curtain - they apparently nurture colon-gaping buttfuck queens as well. Dalton is depravity defined as she lays a slobbery skull job on our hero's sizable schlong and then spreads her legs, lips and cheeks for the main events. Add in a super-saucy finish and you've got a scene worth owning the tape for.

Things drop off a smidge after Dalton toddles off-stage. This isn't to say the scenes are sub-par - they will all induce crotch-bound blood flow - but in comparison to the napalm-blast opener, they do pale a trifle. How could they not?

Still, this is plenty stockable smut.