In the dimly lit room, Quay's wife lets out a soft moan as she grinds against her husband, their bodies slick with sweat. Her fingers dig into his back, nails raking down as he thrusts deep, their hips meeting in a passionate rhythm. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh fills the room, punctuated by their gasps and groans. Quay's wife can't help but cry out his name, her orgasm building, as he pounds into her, his own release imminent.