Randi Storm does bedtime … and couchtime … and floortime. Randi Storm likes to do a lot of things. And to have a lot of things done to her.

It's too bad she couldn't do it with better filming, lighting and sound. One knows, of course, people are fucking. But with the washed out lighting and amateurish camerawork, it could just be some oil-covered bread dough being squeezed, rolled and prodded. And sometimes a close-up can be too close.

Making up (almost) for the cheap production is Storm's pleasure in what and who she's doing. Her horny smile is enough to raise the dead. Too bad the rest of the cast aren't as excited.