The adjectival construction "couples-friendly" has come to suggest, for many, soap-opera style plots, inane, syrupy dialogue and totally boring sex. Private, with this Private Black Label outing, and John Millerman seem to want to change all that, however, and have put together a tape which can't help but appeal to the romantic recesses of even the most jaded soul (Messalina Magnani's, for instance, assuming that cloud of black ether that swims around behind her eyes can be termed a "soul").
The trick they've come up with is a simple but effective one. They somehow get the principals in each and every scene to kiss like they really mean it, something one doesn't see a whole lot of in the wares turned out by the great Porn Valley smut machine. Then, they get the talent to have sex as though they were actually savoring the sight, taste and fell of one another's bodies purely for the pleasure of doing so. Yup, it's a novel concept, but it actually works!
It doesn't hurt that the girls are all absolutely fucking stunning, and that the sex is far from what we've come to expect from erotica made with the couple in mind, you know: flat bordering on dreary.
The box cover crows "4 Beautiful Girls!" and that ain't no shit, as we used to say back on the base. Three of the stunners featured here are heartbreaking, relative unknowns; and the fourth, Helen Duval, pulls off this really cool kinky older-woman thing in her scene, in which she picks up this younger biker dude and has him schtup her up the ass. More must-see smut from Private.