A strange quirk of menu design keeps redirecting viewers back to the main screen after each segment, but that's a minor problem in a very hot release. Embedded with squeaky tight d.p. and A2M action, virtually every scene is a raincoater's dream.

Athletic (uncredited) cockslingers bash the gash and backdoor crack of some enthusiastic cum-sucking sluts; of which Leigh and Stone are the hottest. For us, a lot of direct eye-to-lens contact is slightly distracting, but customers requiring that “you are there” helping hand will love the personal attention. As pure and horny as WTW gets.