Why might that be? Sorry, but nothing about skanky women of average to below-average looks, sporting tongue studs, navel studs, labia studs -- hell, more hardware than Ace -- is appealing to me. Then there's the disturbing habit of low-rent porno skanks to overact, as if we really believe they're having a great time when they moan louder and repeatedly the same lame come-ons or exclamations. If they'r really feeling it, they don't need -- won't be able to -- tell us about it. It'll just SHOW.
Throw in a bunch of overbuffed guys cursed with a) too many tattoos, and b) too little ability to relate to their partners with anything more than the subtlety of a jackhammer, and you have one unrelenting series of unappealing encounters.
On top of that, the pops are often lackluster, miss the mark or land on lips that are less than willing recipients.
The ultimate arbiter of a comp tape's appeal is whether or not you find yourself reaching for your dick, or the fast forward. After the first couple of scenes, I blasted through this entire movie, stopping occasionally to see if ... nope, that scene didn't work ... anything would get my juices flowing.
Give this a wide pass. For your money, there's far better on the market.