In the bustling streets of Bogota, Kennedy's wife leads him to their penthouse, her heels clicking on the marble floor. She pushes him against the window, the city lights reflecting in her hungry eyes. She grinds on him, her skirt hiking up, revealing her soaked panties. He rips them off, feasting on her pussy as she watches the city below. She bends over the balcony, him pounding into her from behind, their reflections in the glass a testament to their uninhibited, urban passion.