Look no further, she's here. Angelica Bella, the Italian import, here making her American Debut, is arguably one of the sexiest, most gorgeous girls to have hit the industry in quite some time.

She apparently doesn't speak a word of English. I mean, she does not utter a single syllable throughout the movie. But she does speak the international language of love -- and lust -- fluently, judging by her anal romp with Byron and her ensuing d.p.-threeway with Byron and Silvera (which may very well be one of this year's best threeway scenes filmed).

Under Raven's surprisingly mature direction, this Sabatini/Raven lookalike worships cocks like they're going out of style. A creative and smooth non-sequential editing/directing job further enhances these very erotic scenarios.

The incidental one-day-wonder storyline of fortune-telling with fades into sex scenes is easily forgiven, as is the occasional crew-chat in the background that should have been cleaned up -- all because Raven directs Bella to deductively look into the lens (at us) as she gets her trap stuffed and her face double-sprayed with goo. This sorely under-utilized twist adds a dimension to the sex and appeals to the viewer in a scorching sexual way that brings to mind the voyeurism of Stagliano's Buttman series.

Shawnee Cates, Heidi Cat, Alex JOrdan and Italian blonde Sierra (not the big-eyed American newcomer of the same name), rounds out the feast with four more romps, none as good, but all worthy.

If you can do without story. The Fisherman's Wife is a must-see.