Eating Raoul (1982)

The blonde in braids is wearing a tight top and sits sideways on the guy’s lap, facing him. He’s in full Nazi uniform — gray hair, balding, mustache, doesn’t say much. She grinds slow at first, then picks up pace, bouncing while holding the back of the couch. After a few minutes, she flips around and gets taken from behind, him gripping her hips hard. The lighting is dim, comes from a nearby lamp, gives it a raw, private feel. Later, the scene cuts to a young brunette with long brown hair in a bedroom, lying on her side while a younger guy with short brown hair sits behind her, smoking. No interaction between the couples, just separate acts. The couch scene has the most intensity — rough movement, visible effort, clothes tossed on the floor. Camera stays close, doesn’t jump around, lets the action breathe.