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Date: Sat, 18 Feb 1995 22:14:34 UTC
Subject: Review: Secret Rendezvous
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Secret Rendezvous
Cast: Summer Knight, Steve Drake, Misty Rain (spelled Misti Raine in the
credits), Tiffany Torres, Asia Carrera, Nick Rage, Sarah Jane Hamilton,
Victoria Andrews, Melessa Hill, Tara Monroe, Alex Sanders.
Director: Gary Gray
Notes: I rented this one mostly because Summer Knight is in it, and I
can't get enough of her. In that respect, I wasn't disappointed...she
had two scenes, both of which I thought were pretty good. However, I
should point out that there are 8 women credited as being in this movie,
but only 6 of them actually perform in sex scenes...the other two only
appear nude, posing for photo shoots. Of the ones that do perform
explicit sexual acts, Sarah Jane only masturbates (briefly), and we don't
even get a squirt from her. I think there were an adequate number of women
who had sex scenes, but I don't appreciate being misled like this. As
far as I'm concerned, if someone's name appears on the box cover, they
should be in a sexually explicit scene. [climbing off my soapbox now...]
Scenes
1. Steve Drake and Asia Carrera. A pretty standard scene, nothing really
special here. I found her moans and other noises a bit
annoying...they sounded fake and were overdone. Cumshot on Asia's pussy.
2. Alex Sanders and an unknown woman of Asian descent with a pierced belly
button. (I wish these movies would at least try to have someone
*say* every character's name so I could use that information plus the
credits to figure out who's who). She sucks him, they run through a
few positions and then it becomes an anal scene (insertion partly
shown). Again, the screams and moans seem unrealistic (but that
could be said of about 90% of the women in porn, so maybe I'm just in
an unforgiving mood today). Still, it's a fairly OK scene until the
apparent oral/facial cumshot. I say "apparent" because Sanders, just
at the crucial moment, manages to position his forearm so he obscures
both his cock and the part of her face that is receiving his load. We
see only the aftermath, and that only briefly.
3. Asia Carrera gives Steve Drake some nice head. This continues later
(after the Summer/Misty girl-girl) with them doing it on an office desk.
No cumshot.
4. Girl/girl with Summer Knight and Misty Rain. I really liked this,
partly because it had a "playful" quality to it with lots of giggling,
smiling, etc. Of course, it doesn't hurt that I'm quite partial to
Summer Knight. Has Misty rain had both nipples pierced in all the
movies she's been in? She doesn't really look like the typical person I'd
expect to see do something like that.
5. Sarah Jane Hamilton masturbates. No squirt. OK as far as that sort
of thing goes, but the scene was too short.
6. Steve Drake and Victoria Andrews. A standard scene in terms of
positions and activities, but it seemed to generate pretty good
heat. I like her body, particularly her small, natural breasts.
However, I'm not too wild about her face for some reason. Cumshot to
her pussy.
7. Nick Rage, Summer Knight. (Actually, I don't mind these women that
will only have sex with their boyfriends or husbands onscreen. It
seems to me that there's more of a chance they will actually be turned on
by what they're doing). Nick fingers Summer as she masturbates
to what I thought was a pretty convincing orgasm (by her reactions,
and also because she is "flushed" (is that the right word?) around her
chest and neck shortly afterward). She sucks him, they go through a
few positions, and it ends up with a cumshot on her chest. I liked
this scene.
Conclusion: Summer Knight fans will probably want to see it. Sarah Jane
fans probably won't like it. Other than that, it's a pretty
middle-of-the-road movie. Not the worst you've seen, but certainly not
the best.
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