Under the soft glow of a single candle, Sally and Markus explore each other's bodies, their hands roaming, their breaths growing heavier. Sally reaches for the glass dildo, her gaze locked with Markus's as she leans back, spreading her legs. He watches, mesmerized, as she slowly inserts the toy, her moans filling the room. He can't resist anymore, he has to touch her. He roughly grabs her hips, pulling her closer, his fingers joining the toy, stretching her, fucking her. She gasps, her body writhing, her nails digging into his back. He leans in, his teeth grazing her neck, his thrusts becoming more animalistic, more primal. She comes undone, her body convulsing, her cries of pleasure filling the room. He follows soon after, his body shuddering as he explodes inside her.