Key your recommendation to viewers who aren\'t enraptured with the typical American covergirl, and it should hit its mark.
As a late '90's gonzo phenomenon, Ben Dover is coming of age. Sure, everyone and their uncle is doing the Buttman thing - but rarely with such cheeky aplomb. Aside from his droll ad-libs (loquacious-but-vacuous Valley gonzomeisters, take note) Ben has an unerring instinct for shooting sex... and the performers he hires honestly love to fuck.
The appeal of this new series relies on interpersonal chemistry (of which there is no denying) and the looks of the performers, who will not, repeat, not be to every porn fan's taste. Being that the "average" housewife element is the main fantasy/premise, Ben's case have a decidedly "plain" appearance. In a few cases the gals are downright homely. (And in one case, on the far side of middle age.)
Like virtually all salable product these days, cornholing and facials are the dominant acts found within. Fortunately, these girls demand the action rather than tolerate it. From French to Greek, this vid is a virtual Berlitz course in the international language of lust. For viewers who enjoy the Private-style chippy with a smile plastered on her face throughout every sphincter-stretching moment, the opener is just their slice of kidney pie. However, we're going to break tradition for pre-nom recommendations and suggest that pussy-hounds scout out the tryst between a pair of heavyset nymphos and two of Ben's designated dicks. There are plenty of these plumpers to go around - and go they do, changing positions more often than the Queen's guard. After a round of double facials, Ben tops off the tank with his own brand of Beefeater's beverage.