Don Negro brings us another anonymous tale of lust. A woman, her curves accentuated by the dim light, sits astride her partner. She grinds her hips, feeling his hardness grow within her. He grips her ass, guiding her movements as she rides him, her breasts bouncing freely. She leans back, supporting herself on his thighs, allowing him to thrust upward, filling her completely. Their bodies slap together, the sound of their flesh meeting drowned out only by their ragged breaths and desperate moans.