Calling this a clusterfuck would be putting it gently. Scenes start in the middle - one such scene is shot more to induce seizures rather than cumshots - the editing is choppy, the sound is off, and the whole thing seems to make sense only to Metro, who scripted the vid. Too bad he didn't let us in on what was happening.

If you don't care about all that stuff, there's some salvageable sex scenes - like the opener with Heather Lyn and Billy Glide, and Belladonna's tryst with Cheyne Collins - but have your fast forward button ready for the in-between parts.