How long's Domonique been in the business – two years, maybe? And not quite a superstar yet. But sexually speaking, this tape may be the vehicle that puts her over the top. This series, which got off to an auspicious start with Savannah as the centerpiece, focuses on well-crafted, white-hot gangbanging sex, and nothing else. If it stays as consistently volcanic as it is, Starbangers may become the premiere of its kind.

What reins it back is director Bone's reliance on a somewhat familiar bag of tricks; particularly the big-screen projection behind the performers, used to better effect in Steam and French Open, with multi-partner encounters (instead of Domonique's solo). Opening up like a Chinese fire drill, the guys slide don a pole and line up against a brick wall in a smoky alleyway. The Dom teases them one by one with some light oral maneuvers. When the formality loosens up, the ensuing eight-on-one free-for-all rivals the state room scene in Night At The Opera for its sheer number of dangling limbs (though Maggie Dumont never sucked off the Marx brothers like the air intake manifold on a SST). The bang goes nuclear when Domonique receives a murderous pounding topped off with gooey octo-geyser. And that, as they say, is all she wrote. Put this with #1 in the series. Additional cast: Terry Thomas, F.M. Bradley, Blake Palmer, Alex Sanders.