Six pairs of hands grip six pairs of hips, pulling them back and forth in a sultry, syncopated dance. The room pulses with the beat, bodies slamming together, then pulling apart, only to collide again with even more force. The air is thick with sweat and the scent of sex, as the dancers lose themselves in the rhythm, their movements becoming more and more explicit, until the line between dance and fucking blurs, and the crowd is left breathless, hungry for more.