Was more time and energy invested in the, uh, zany setups here than in the sexual payoffs? Sure kinda feels that way.

'Cause white the sisters are fine throughout, only one of the four segments in this almost all-black, anal-free productions really catches fire.

That's the second one, in which jungle warrior queen Champagne sucks and fucks some brother loudly and enthusiastically. Too bad those qualities are in somewhat short supply in the remaining three scenes.

Nowhere is that more egregious than in the opener, where a very foxy piece of poontang (a white cheerleader amusingly "honk da fried" into a black ho) is basically squandered, care of the low-to-medium-voltage-manner in which two woodmen put in to her.

A threeway Oreo featuring lone white boy Dave Hardman sizzles when he's reaming the electrified dark chocolate sister, but cools down considerably when he's inside the more subdued light-skinned one.

And the closer, a spoof of Invasion of the Body Snatchers, is more of a slow grind than a frenetic boogie. Perhaps too slow. At one point, the supposed stud looks like he's about to nod off.