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Title in opening-credits; the end ones have "Natasha Marley: For Your Eyes Only".
This appears to be a duplicate entry.

Another foray for the titular blonde, this time a collection of unrelated vignettes
each featuring Nat:
1) "Baize". B/g on a pool-table;
2) "Model". Photoshoot segues into b/g;
3) "Business". Bgg with Cindy Behr;
4) "Mansion". Les, with Franziska [this one, I assume];
5) "Angel". Nurse-themed b/g.

The by-now usual Bluebird mix of garish pastels and nice lingerie, shot in slight
soft-focus [or so it seems]. I'm not sure of the viability of a flick centred so
much on one girl, however easy on the eye- and the frisson of Nat doing b/g has
long since turned to tepid interest. The sex is nice to watch but there's something
odd about the framing and shot-selection of the scenes; I tried to get a look at the
faces of the males, failed, and decided from the lower parts of their anatomy that
it was always the same bloke, attempting for some reason to disguise himself.
As the sole credited male is Paul Chaplin [who doesn't seem to have been so shy in
other BB titles] it seems he's exercising exclusive proprietorial rights over Natasha
but apparently wishes to hide the fact. Whether this is a 'relationship' thing I
have no idea [and care even less] but it's a further demerit to the movie- four scenes
featuring the same b/g pairing isn't a porno, it's a home movie. We all want to believe
these gals are wanton sluts who would boff Victor Meldrew for the price of a cocktail,
and so filmic monogamy is a strict no-no [and I get quite of this nonsense over on
the Euros, with the umbilically-linked Jasmine sodding Rouge and Titus bloody Steel,
thankyouverymuch].
All in all, well worth a look for Natasha in nylons, but to my regret not a keeper.
Off to watch her new one, "Angel Face", now..... although for the purposes of comment
I'll probably spend more time looking at the male actors' hairy knees than watching
her.

More of the same, really. Chaplin is again the only male, although a lot less shy
this time. He really seems to have bought into the Hefner delusion big-time; I
almost expected him to appear in smoking-jacket and pipe : -) Hey, ho- it's his
money, and I suppose it's marginally more fun than building a 1:10 model of the
Bismarck [I'm having terrible trouble with the petcocks].

Another five vignettes:
1) Nat and Anna Lovato- les;
2) More les. Nat, LDM and Michelle Thorne;
3) BGGG- Nat, Antonia Deona and Valery S[ummer] each get some;
4) Les [again, yawn]- Nat/Michelle;
5) BGGG- Nat, India and Aaliyah [as the equally vowel-heavy Kaia Kane].

Three les scenes in five is simply too much for a feature. After watching several
scenes [of either mix] they begin so seem awfully similar- although to be fair I
suppose this stereotyping is closely related to the repetitive nature of male
fantasy in general. I think the overall lack of imagination and ambition is the
film's most serious flaw, along with the self-indulgence [and possible insecurity?]
of Chaplin's exclusion of any potential male competition. I also intensely dislike
his hairstyle, but that's personal taste : -))
Weirdly, though, I preferred this effort to FYEO, perhaps because- while NM is
still patently [and deservedly] the focus- the other girls in the b/g segments
seem to get more of a look-in.
I've tried hard to dislike these films on several grounds but I haven't the heart
to dump on Mr. C too much since he's so patently just trying to have fun [and
maybe make a few bob]- and one ought never to be be too churlish about that.