A man, his head shaved smooth, sits on a couch, his hand idly stroking his flaccid cock. He's not hard, but he's not soft either. He's in that weird in-between state, like the music playing in the background - Radiohead's "Creep." A woman enters, her body hair a wild, untamed thing. She's not what society would call beautiful, but there's something raw, something real about her. She straddles him, her pussy lips brushing against his half-hard cock. She guides him into her ass, a smirk playing on her lips. "Fuck me, you hairy creep," she whispers, and he does, his cock growing harder as he stretches her tight hole.