If you see a clip in a sex worker's studio titled "The Most Beautiful Thing Ever Filmed" and the description states only that that their scene partner is their favorite person to have sex with "on the entire planet," you have no choice but to purchase said clip. When the two involved are Charlotte Sartre and Mickey Mod...well, Christ Compels You at that point. You must. I must've. I did.
I like to review clips I buy because I like seeing reviews when I peruse for my perversions and paying it forward is cool. I like a certain type of review, wherein the reviewer describes the tone of the video or the progression. I normally like to do so in a succinct and concise way because jerking off is very important and often emergent but really. This video. C'mon.
I wore headphones with the volume cranked to watch this, because there is soft but audible dirty talk centered around Charlotte Sartre calling Mickey Mod "Daddy" and both reinforcing Mickey's ownership and right over Charlotte's pussy. It's soft, spoken between two people, as it would be in any other bedroom or hotel room. It's intimate and intense and soft but rough and it feels gorgeously real because of these and other juxtapositions. Its performative in a way that isn't intrusive or overwhelming, with cheats to the camera that aren't overt or disruptive to the flow. The breath sounds, sex sounds, the ambient sound of people entering & exiting or coming up and down the stairs all lend a quality to this clip that grounds it both in the setting of its filming, and the viewer's watching. It's voyeuristic despite its temporal distance.
Thanks. I came so hard I wrote a verbose review immediately after. Seriously, like, my Hitachi is still warm on the floor next to me.