
Internal consistency is always a good thing in religion or philosophy, but I've found myself seeking it in porn, too.
There's something really offputting about the feeling you get when, within porn, the illusion is rudely shattered.
For instance, there's absolutely no point in having five minutes of comedically acted pre-amble in which the young lady in question (30-year-old professional porn star) pretends to act like a coy, virginal teenager if she, without missing a beat, accepts two staggeringly large members into a place that many girls find it uncomfortable to put one.
I'm prepared to ignore the fact that she's "at school" without any underwear on (that the fridge is genuinely broken, or that Ron Jeremy's moustache is not simply a dormant vole, snuggled up for the night) but come on, work with me here. The illusion of "no, I'm don't fuck for a profession" is more than putting on an ill-fitting school uniform and licking a lollipop.
I suppose, on the flip-side, you have japanese pr0n in which the turn-on seems to be that the young ladies in question appear to be having a really painful time of it, which doesn't do it for me either, but while I'm quite turned off by the old wincing-in-pain-and-crying schtick, it is, at least, more internally consistent to the premise is that they're young/innocent/etc.
I'm quite happy when the scene set is that the girl is quite the go-er, then proceeds to ride cock like Fred Durst on Thanksgiving, because that's what you're expecting.
Hm.
There's nothing for it.
I'm going to have to become a kind of pornographer / philosopher.
Nice tautologies, love, now, suck my cognitive relativism.