Pussy Whipped

In this very, very, VERY modest spin on True Lies, Jonathan Morgan negotiates guttural pig-German as a henpecked undercover dildo salesman named "Ahnuld"; Kaitlin Ashley, his wife, is named (surprise, surprise) Jamie, and, as one would suspect, this being your everything-happens-in-the-living-room-comedy, there's nary a Harrier jet within striking distance of the coffee table.

Morgan and partner Steven St. Croix, working out of a front seat of a van, are secret agents bent on nuking a dildo factory that is manufacturing bad product. Upon closer examination, they should have considered taking the plot and some of the sexual strategy along with it.

Unfortunately, St. Croix's potentially world dominating doggie-er with Morgan's hot-to-trot daughter (!!) Melissa Monet just about get obliterated off the map when interspaced with the relatively tame Morgan/Victoria Lee scene. At least you know who the terrorists are – they're the ones hanging out in the editing bay.

Alex Sanders, who's just low-cawled through Kaitlyn's living room in his way to video absurdity, tongue fucks her ass then loquaciously spews forth on her butt after their non-anal (dammit) doggie bout. Kaitlyn, after learning from Lee that "Ahnuld" is a secret agent treats the news with the sane distancing preoccupation like her sex scene with Lee – as though she were picking up the real Ahnuld's used gym socks off the floor.

Even in modest terms, Pussy Whipped, though technically well delivered, redefines modest sexual effort, though Ashley's three sex scenes will certainly whip up interest among Ashleyphiles.

Review from AVN