Most of this video is over-exposed to the "nth" degree, making it distractingly difficult to watch. The sound quality is just about as bad.
There is, however, some redemption in the form of the project's co-starts, Debi Diamond and Brooke Waters. We see some fancy skating along the Venice Beach Strand by the two gals until they collide, causing Brooke to get a boo-boo on her knee. This is reason enough for them to go to Debi's place and put Brooke into a bathtub to cleanup. Debbie gets turned on and, after spying for a while, strolls in with a strap on and joins her new mate in the tub. These two women together generate enough heat to fog your monitor. Debi deep throats the 10 inch phallus.
After their session, it's back to the beach where they spy Andrew Wade on his board in the surf. They bring him back to the pad and he videotapes the two of them, which we get to see simultaneously on the gals' TV. This would have worked if someone on the set knew how to tape a TV broadcast. Anyway, Wade eventually drops his drawers and Debi deep throats him.
As for the David Hardman/Scarlett scene, you'd need divine inspiration to know why it's here; it has nothing to do with anything else -- and it's not very good, either.
So, what's left is a moderately predictable, fairly lackluster, scriptless show saved only by Debi Diamond's unbridled fervor. And retailers, that's your marketing hook.