Review

Killer Sex is sort of a revenge-based Basic Instinct, with more than just a beaver shot. The film looks amazing and has a plot that is both easy-to-follow and quite simply a link between sex scenes. Julia Ann turns in a fine performance as Gemini Black, woman of vengeance. Her beloved husband Randy Spears was gunned down by his mafia cohorts who unknowingly left her alive. Their mistake.

Our first taste of the flesh is with Randy and Julia. Julia works that classy ass of hers up against Randy's thrusting cock in a loving way. They are husband and wife, after all. After the big gundown, we join up go back and forth between Jessica Drake as Crystal, wife of Tony, the mob-boss (Brad Armstrong). Most of the time is spent with Julia as she is mentally coached in the art of murder by the ghost of her lost love. Drake is pent up and forced to rub clits with Ice la Fox and gobble the crank of Steven St. Croix (separately, of course) while hubby Armstrong dips his wick into Kaylani Lei. Evan Stone reaps the bitter taste of death after a nice game of hide-the-salami with Julia.

As I said, the film is packed with sex and great photography (why, it almost looks like a real movie!). The plot is revenge, and there has been no easier plot created. My only problem was that the sex was not as juicy as it could have been. Julia Ann is absolutely fucking hot, and there is a brief but extraordinarily arousing segment with her alone in the shower as the camera caresses her. Drake and St. Croix have a pretty steamy session, and it is never a problem watching Kaylani's ass bounce up and down on a meat stick. There was just some simple but elusive ingredient missing.

Fans of very classy, story-based fuck flicks must definitely take a peek at this one. It might even be good enough to take home to the girlfriend...
- Wet Cravin

 -- Wet Cravin