At its most decadent and depraved, imperial Rome was aghast at the nocturnal forays of the empress Messalina, who, rumor had it, left her husband's bed to fuck the Eternal City's lowliest as a brothel whore. So it's following a long, proud tradition that British sexpot Kelly saunters forth into the streets of the Rome to serve sex to that city's untouchables, from African immigrants to sweaty old pensioners to a rabble of garlic-breathed, furry-backed Roman raggazi.

Outrageous highlights include Kelly going on her knees to blow a quartet of the aforementioned African immigres who have assembled for a piss by the river. When Kelly notes a drop of piss on the tip of one of her new friends' cock and greedily slurps it off, a theme has been set for the remainder of what follows. Other jaw-dropping bits include Kelly's sucking the apparently-quite-smelly cock of a random, toothless old man at a retirement home, her very sincere punchout with a fat man whom moments before she had been blowing on the potty of the pension home's latrine (and whom she handily overpowers), and the concluding (very anal) gangbang, during which she gets in a vicious hair-pulling catfight with Martina Mercedes when Mercedes refuses a facial from one of the 'bangers.

Kelly is amazingly feral in every sense. She fucks absolutely indiscriminately and she fights like a cornered cur bitch. A Siffredi-Teo-Fovea-Karma four-way butt-fucking bout is typically Rocco, and is a brief pool of comparatively mainstream sex in a production whose central ingredient is most definitively something else.