Four longish vignettes focused on call-it-unwholesome situations.

Brad Knight is the creepy, peeping neighbor of Tiffany Watson and Alice March who gets more than he bargained for when he peeps in on their date-prep session. As they're peeling their clothes off and practicing kissing, he's got his pants down, jerking off in the hallway. Rather than being grossed out, they invite him in and practice other parts of dating. They trade off berating him and sucking his cock, sending him mixed messages. Watson sits on his face, March climbs on his dick, they mix and match until they double-suck him to climax, whereupon Watson says, "Get the fuck out before I call the cops."

In scene two, Cutie Alison Rey is watching internet porn with one hand down her panties, moaning, "Yeah! Fuck your stepdaughter!" A knock at the door. "A bible salesman! He can fuck me." A quick run to get dressed ("Too slutty ... way too slutty ... perfect!") and she meets Michael Vegas, a door-to-door evangelist. She leads him on, saying she is so spiritual. Seduction ensues, starting with a declaration of "marriage" so everything is okay with The Guy Upstairs. When Alison says, "We should consummate the marriage right now!" Vegas is reluctant, until she starts to suck him. Then he's on board. Especially when she suggests they do it "missionary." She then callously kicks him out after they're finished. "I just wanted to get laid," she says, as he yells, "Succubus!"

Abby Cross has a crush on stepfather Tommy Gunn, and when he takes a late night kitchen drink-of-water run—wait for it—she realizes he's sleepwalking. She puts him to bed, and climbs in next to him, rubbing herself and eying stepdaddy's erection under his pajama pants. Her moaning wakes him up and, feigning sleep, he reaches over and gives her a helping hand with that clit. Gunn's pretending-to-be-asleep, this-can't-be-real-or-is-it? act is hilarious. When the scene finishes, he tells her, "I don't know what kind of dream this is—but we better not tell your mother."

Markus Dupree thinks he's hit the jackpot when long, lean India Summer offers to give him a ride after his car breaks down, but when she cold-cocks him and he wakes up with his wrists bound together, he balks at having to fuck her for a ride to town. She unties him and they trade off topping until he pops on her face and she says, "Let's get you back to your car-rental place" ... and then shoves him into a closet full of bound and gagged men.

Unconventional twists are challenging but not over the line. Brightly-lit images are pleasing to the eye.