Le calde labbra del carnefice (1974)

Blonde girl, long hair, slim build, sits alone in a dark private room, barely lit. She’s wearing casual clothes, not lingerie, looks nervous at first. A young guy walks in, dark hair, short, muscular, holding something small — looks like a wallet or knife — but drops it on a table. He’s wearing a leather jacket, no shirt underneath. She starts unzipping his pants, pulls out his dick, and takes it deep. She gags a few times, saliva dripping, camera zooms in tight on her lips stretching. Gets flipped around, pushed against the wall, skirt lifted — he’s dry-fucking her from behind, no penetration shown but heavy grinding. Lighting stays low throughout, close-ups on faces, hands grabbing hips, her hair stuck to her lips. Ends with her on her knees again, wiping her mouth, staring straight into the lens.