Violentadores de Meninas Virgens (1983)

A blonde in her 20s with long hair and a slim build bends over in front of a mirror in a dim dressing room, pulling her panties to the side. You see her from behind, the camera tight on her ass as she spreads herself. Later, she’s in a bedroom with a guy in his 30s — dark hair, mustache, glasses — and they’re grinding hard, fully dressed at first, then stripping as they kiss deeply. The guy from the office scene with the badge shows up again, now more aggressive, grabbing her hair while she gives head in a kneeling position. Another guy joins in the kitchen, both men talking, laughing, waiting their turn. It’s rough, fast, and feels unscripted — clothes half on, awkward angles, real-looking tension.