Toluca's neon lights reflect in Sandy's eyes as she meets Javi, their connection instantaneous and electric. They retreat to a secluded alley, hands groping, lips locked, as the city's pulse quickens around them. Sandy's fingers find Javi's hard length, stroking it through his jeans, while Javi teases her nipples, making her gasp. The city's soundtrack fills their ears, but their bodies drown it out, lost in a world of their own carnal symphony.