From the liner notes

Four of the sleaziest, slimiest and most depraved features from the 1970s Grindhouse circuit—shown non–stop! …Courtesy of 42nd Street Pete!

Tattooed Lady (1977)
A tattoo artist is talking to a blonde about inking some chick's snatch. Girl in question is admiring his work as her short–haired brunette girlfriend licks the artwork and her pussy. The two hit the waterbed for an inspired bout of carpet munching. They oil each other up and tits rub against tits and fingers find gooey holes.

Hawaii Sex–O (1971)
Porn guys would always bastardize a hit movie or TV show for a title. A couple lament about a guy named Jackson. "He taught me everything I know," she says. Too bad he didn't teach you how to act. They get naked and hit the beach. She's a pretty well–built brunette. They screw as the waves roll over them. All is well until a guy shows up with an obviously fake gun.

Love Lies Waiting (1974)
Remarkably this one has credits that haven't been chewed up by the shitty projector. This one was shot in California, and we see one of those luscious California blondes with a black mini skirt and boots. She gets picked up by a biker with a really cool ride. She tells him she is a professional prostitute. Her name is Veronica, and she takes Dale the biker to Madame Eva's house.

Up at J. J.'s Place (197?)
Three typical 70's black dudes are shooting pool. They wind up at a penthouse, obviously JJ's, with three white chicks. These types of films were known as "mixed combos" and were real popular with the 8th Avenue aboriginals. There is a real sleazy back alley ambiance to this film. A lot of coke is snorted, then out come the big black snakes.

From the late 60s to the mid 90s you could always find a grindhouse, shoebox, or storefront theater running non–stop sleaze. Some were actually open 24/7 like that Den of Depravity, The Harem, which showed four continuous features. Being that most of these films ran a scant 60 minutes or less, you got at least four hours of personal pleasure for only 99 cents in the golden 70s. These theaters were creepy places: dimly lit, bathrooms a mugger's paradise, and a staggering array of human flotsam was on display including junkies, winos, low–end career criminals, hookers, drag queens, and homeless guys looking for a place to sleep. 42nd Street Pete's Sleazy Grindhouse Picture Show Vol. II represents the way these grindhouse gems were shown—non stop!