Hatuna Meuheret (2001)

The brunette woman is slim with long dark hair, looks like she’s in her 30s, and moves with a kind of quiet intensity. She starts off in a dim living room, wrapped in an intimate embrace with a muscular young white guy in his 20s — they’re fully clothed but grinding against each other like they can’t wait. They move to a bedroom where she lies back on the bed, partially nude, legs spread as he goes down on her. The camera stays tight, shooting close-ups that focus on her reactions and the wetness building between her legs. Later, she’s on all fours in doggy style, taking deep thrusts while gripping the sheets. Another scene shows an older gray-haired guy in a room, watching a younger man — unclear if it’s a fantasy sequence or separate plot. There’s also a shot of a teen girl with long dark hair lying on a carpeted floor, looking up, but she doesn’t seem involved in the main action. Lighting stays low throughout, giving everything a moody, private vibe. Most of the sex feels physical and urgent, not overly choreographed — you see the effort in their movements, the way they reposition without breaking rhythm.