Bree Mills produces two tales of torrid family
affairs from the twisted mind of writer Midnight, under the expert
direction of Joanna Angel.
“Alpha Male” (Whitney Wright, Stirling Cooper and Robby Echo):
The first story is firmly a cuckold scene hidden inside a
strongly executed narrative. As a fan of feature porn, I’ve always said
all these fetish scenes could be much stronger if they were accompanied
by stronger narratives, and this scene is a perfect example of that.
Toby (Echo) and Crystal (Wright) are visiting Toby’s dad Hunter (Cooper)
for the weekend. It’s the first time the young couple has visited, and
both feel a strong sense of foreboding, but for much different reasons.
Crystal is worried that Toby’s dad won’t like her and is desperate to
make a good impression, while Toby is worried that his father’s crass
nature will make Crystal uncomfortable.
The director does a great job of establishing everyone’s place in
the story right from the start using some pretty subtle techniques. A
big one is the way Hunter doesn’t even look at Toby when he meets
Crystal. Everything is about him leering at her like she’s prey, while
completely dismissing the other potential suitor because he’s not a
The cast also does a great job creating this tension. Cooper’s
voice practically booms across the room and makes his presence larger
than life. You can see Wright shrink into herself slightly when Cooper
speaks, while Echo often hangs his head in defeat. These are small
performance details that enhance the story being told tenfold and this
type of attention to detail is what elevates feature porn. Robby Echo
pulls off the best acting performance I’ve ever seen from him when he
catches Crystal and Hunter fucking and proves that he’s got some range.
The sex is nasty and very precise in its focus. Crystal wants to
be used, Hunter has no problem doing so, and Toby has to do his best to
grow up or risk getting pushed aside forever. During the sex, Hunter
offers Toby a chance to step into proverbial manhood, but when Toby
can’t make the leap, Hunter settles into his role as the alpha for good.
This turns into the complete annihilation of Crystal’s body, in the
form of a rousing DP, that she’s been craving, and an awakening within
her that changes her relationship with Toby. This becomes apparent at
the close of the scene and it’s extremely well done.
“Family Barbecue” (Whitney Wright, Steve Holmes, Small Hands, Jake Adams and Nathan Bronson):
Penny (Wright) is spending the summer with her uncle Jonas to get
a break from her current situation. School has been tough, and being
around family has always made her comfortable. When Jonas brings her to
the trailer, she meets her cousins Damian (Hands), Shawn (Bronson) and
Peter (Adams). The more time she spends at the barbecue, the more
uncomfortable she becomes as the guys get more handsy, the innuendoes
get more overt, and it becomes more clear that the women of the family
are purposely absent. Penny tries to escape the situation, but after
some coaxing from her “trustworthy” uncle, she relents (against her
better judgement), and succumbs to the vile advances of her family.
Under Jonas’s guidance, Penny loses her innocence in a whirlwind of
Again, the movie takes the ever popular faux-cest trend in porn
and works to put a cohesive story around it. It takes its time to create
tension (really playing on the violation of Penny’s innocence), which
creates a very specific tone for the sex. It’s much harder to separate
these characters from the sex once all the dicks come out because so
much time is spent embedding the characters in the audience’s mind. So
even though the sex is scalding (holy cow does Whitney get ravished and
look damn fine doing so), there’s still that lump in the pit of the
viewer’s stomach that feels … dirty. Which of course, is exactly the
sensation the director is hoping to create. This entire scene is a
whirlwind of dicks in and around Whitney, with her hands, pussy and
mouth full almost every moment. She gets drowned in cum at the end and
the visual is going to stay in the dirty corners of the minds of viewers
for a long time.
This movie really embraces the social taboo of family sex.
There’s no direct incest, but boy oh boy is that kink still served here.
Writer Midnight pens two really strong stories to support the sex, and
the cast all do a pretty good job (particularly Stirling Cooper and
Robby Echo), in bringing the stories to life. The director absolutely
nails the physical destruction of Penny in the second story, taking her
from a curly-haired, innocent virgin, to a used-looking plaything that
is callously discarded. This is a good view for anyone who loves kink.