Hypothetically speaking, if Michael Ninn were to shoot a one day wonder, it might look very much like Heat.  Set in an inky, candle-lit netherworld surrounded by a chain link fence, the décor in which all the costumed sex occurs is strikingly sparse.  (In fact, Heat skirts a possible four A-rating, hampered only by the redundancy of its art direction.)

Regardless, at least two of the scenes are guaranteed pup-tent raisers.  First, Julie Meadows has both holes filled with hot cockmeat courtesy of Brandon Iron and Chris Cannon, who pull out to speckle her black-gloved hands with their white spoo.  Later, Taylor Moore utilizes the fence as a B/D prop, attaching Tori to the chain link in order to facilitate a hot wax-dripping, cunt-lapping session.

A few multi-partner liaisons fill out the tape in varying degrees of heat.