Fresh off the boat in Niterói, Carmona finds himself eagerly answered by local beauty Alana India. She greets him warmly, but it's clear they both have something more carnal in mind. Alana leads him to her private space, her ass swaying teasingly. Carmona, unable to resist, grabs her hips, grinding his growing bulge against her. Alana moans softly, pushing back, encouraging his lust. She turns, kissing him deeply, their tongues clashing as their hands explore each other's bodies. Carmona's fingers find her wetness, and Alana gasps, "Fuck me, Carmona. Make me yours."