We open on your standard-issue classroom with Jasmine Lynn sitting in the corner wearing a dunce cap. Some quick Googling tells me that dunce caps were pretty much entirely phased out by the 1950s, and she’s not wearing 1950s clothing. On the other hand, a sign above the chalkboard says “We Must Learn From Our Past” so maybe this school trends retro with their punishments. 

After a moment the door opens and Dick Tracy (which is a great porn name) and Don Hollywood (which is just kinda meh) come in. They close the door, but the door’s a piece of shit, so it immediately pops back open. No second takes!

Dick: “Becky here was smoking marijuana.”
Don: “Oh my god! Not Becky! Doing what?”
Dick: “She was smoking marijuana.”
Don: “Becky! Tell me this isn’t true.”
Dick: “If there’s one thing I know for sure, it’s the smell of marijuana.”

I feel like you’re confessing something there, Dick.

Don: “I don’t know what to say. I can’t tell you how disappointed I am. Officer Stako, what happens to Becky now?”
Dick: “Well like most criminals, I’m going to have to report her to the police.”
Don: “Well, Officer Stako, she’s got a bright future in front of her, there must be something else that we can do. There must be some way we can handle this internally through the school.”
Dick: “It’s going to take a lot of convincing.”

If Don sighed, dropped to his knees, and started sucking Dick’s dick, this would be my favorite porno of all time. Instead, he goes over to Becky to yell at her while leaning against the filing cabinet, which is clearly empty. The entire cabinet leans to the side and the globe on top almost falls off. 

Don: “You know how you were always able to convince me to help get you out of trouble?”
Becky: “Mmhmm.” 
Don: “Perhaps that might be the best case for Officer Stako.”
Becky: “You think so?”
Don: “I think it’s worth a try. It’s a lot better than going to jail.”

Becky seems to agree with his reasoning, so she wanders over and starts unbuttoning Dick’s pants. Don checks to see if the coast is clear and closes the door – which is mostly made of glass, so that won’t help much. He then lights up a cigar while Becky sucks Dick’s dick, and…

Don: “Dammit, Becky! To the balls! To the balls! Three years I’ve been teaching you. To the balls – or it doesn’t count.”

Okay. Don is clearly the principal at this highschool. Let’s cross our fingers and assume that Becky is currently 18. So he’s been fucking Becky since she was…15? That’s a yikes. That’s no bueno. Not good. No no no. 

And not for nothing, but Becky – despite her admirable enthusiasm for slobbing knob – does not come anywhere close to reaching the balls. Dick’s dick is maybe around six inches and she inhales half of that AT BEST. Which, fine, no big deal, not everyone can suppress the gag reflex, not even porn stars, and when they filmed this, Jasmine Lynn was less than a year into her career, so allowances must be made. Still, if the talent can’t deep-throat a dick, why draw attention to that with your dialogue? He didn’t have to say that. He could have shouted ‘More enthusiasm!’ or ‘Spit helps!’ or ‘Don’t forget to cup the balls!’ 

After a few minutes Don gets his own dick out and joins in, which Dick is fine with, for reasons that are unclear. They all fuck in a variety of positions and the majority of the orifices until things end the way they normally do. 

Kissing: No