Perhaps merely filling a quota (they used to be called Quota Quickies when Brit features were in flower), director Kelly Holland/Toni English made this loser on autopilot.
Except for the final all-sex scene, each vignette has the actress telling us about her devirginization years back and the usual gang of studs like show up to do the honors. It's boring and mechanical throughout, causing my mind to wander to the point that during Scene #4 of flat-chested Latina-looking Adriana Nevagh servicing Steven St. Croix, it looked like the bed they're using is one from the "Immoral Proposal" mansion. You can see I was reaching for straws to keep awake by this point.
