In the sultry, dimly-lit world of "Contos Libertinos," a woman, her body glistening with sweat, throws her head back in ecstasy. She's not alone; her partner, a man with a ravenous hunger in his eyes, is buried deep inside her. Their bodies slap together, the sound echoing in the small room. She gasps as he pulls out, his cock coated in their combined juices. He jerks himself off, ropes of semen painting her stomach and breasts. She smiles, rubbing it in, loving every debauched moment.