Candy Samples, the friend of porn whose monumental knockers bounced their way across stage and screen, let’s it all hang out in this piping hot twin feature. In Candy’s Cat House, she plays girl hen to a squadron of suck-happy hookers. Satisfaction is guaranteed at this house of ill repute. Meow! Candy is decked out in a low-cut gown which displays her cosmic cleavage. (It looks like she’s hiding two midgets under there.)
In between breaking in the new help, she takes time out for some bone-chugging of her own. (She has a tongue that unravels like a Slinky.) If any of her pussycats get out of line Candy dishes out some whip-snapping punishment (as well as some sexual healing).
Things perk up when Candy is visited by “some Mexican guy” who wants to sell his friend (pronounced “seester”). “I don’t buy people,” says Candy, but changes her mind when she learns Rosita is a virgin. It proves to be a good investment because later on some hairy cowpoke pays $1000 to pop Rosita’s tortilla.
Is Candy dandy? Does Mexico have dirt?