‘Different Wives, Different Lives’: Trading Places

It’s been a while since I got to review a movie with a plot, and I feel like I’m just not even sure how to go about it any more. There’s been all these vignette movies and all-sex titles and interracial sex scenes with no context, and I’m just out of practice. It’s hard to readjust to a movie that’s actually trying, you know? It doesn’t seem fair that I’m supposed to tell you what the plot is, especially when Sweet Sinner has done what they could to obscure it, at least a little, with a vague title. So here’s the deal just this one time: I’m going to let you read the box cover and then enjoy Different Wives, Different Lives” all by yourself without me spoiling it. I’m just going to mention a couple of things along with the pictures, to keep it keyword-rich.

Silvia Saige! Tommy Gunn! Nice tits, good dirty talk, decent acting, beach house. Cheating? Maybe. Fucking? YES! Missionary, cowgirl, RCG, doggy. Facial? Nope – creampie.

Earthquake!

Investment, Marcus London, Silvia Saige, rental property. CHEATING! Same tits, different dick. Pussy-eating, blowjob, daytime fucking, screaming, sweaty, more doggy. Facial? NOPE! Ass shot.

Suspicion. Argument! Intrigue, recriminations, maneuvering. Frankly, bitchiness. Vera King! Marcus London. MORE CHEATING! Another rental property, real tits, blowjob, pearls, doggy. Facial? NOPE! Another ass shot. Betrayal!

Tommy Gunn! Reagan Foxx! Inspiration, platitudes, risk assessment, recalculation of route, HUGE fake tits, making out, blowjob, pussy-eating, more doggy, more missionary. Facial? NOPE! Belly shot.

Emotional Climax!