In keeping with the voyeuristic theme, but breaking out of the "hidden videographer" tradition, The Watcher has evolved into a scenario-driven piece in which one participant hangs back to observe the others engaging in their nasty business.

Sex in prison sets up a quintessential blueprint for backdoor booty calls, replete with pounding reinsertions and plenty of gaping asshole shots in the interim. A Best Group Scene pre-nom to Bobby Vitale and company.

Elsewhere, the fudge-packing continues in a hospital room, a doctor's office, etc. Granted, the opener is a tough act to follow. Still, for those who crave natural lust more than genitalia worship, the coupling between Mr. Marcus and Cherry Mirage is the scene to beat (and beat off to). There's less hardcore coverage in this scene than ever - and guess what, it matters not one damn bit - your basic chemistry lesson for the day.