The appeals of voyeurism are many and varied (you're making a killing on them, hey, Mr./Ms. Retailer?), and the theme here is nothing other than folks caught by We the Peeper in compromising positions. The "voyeuristic" action is staged and obviously so, but the sex is nonetheless heartfelt and hot, and the fantasy potential by said staging is still formidable.

The talent is British and generally quite attractive, and the woodslinging and bone catching is to be praised from end to end.

The pick of the litter here is the closer, during which "hooker" Cheryl, a gap-toothed black hottie, fucks the bejesus out of Kris, and closes out the proceedings, during which she has her asshole thoroughly shagged, with said orifice coated with thick white ball ballast. Quite hot.