Xstasy (1986)

The scene opens with a mature blonde laughing in close-up — big curls, heavy makeup, chunky earrings swinging as she smiles. She’s got that thick, voluptuous build and doesn’t act shy at all. Then it cuts to a brunette, same age, same full figure, already lying on a bed, head tilted back, mouth open like she’s taking it deep. The guy shows up next — young, early 20s, slim, brown hair, sweaty and lying there with his eyes closed. You don’t see his dick at first, just his face, but the way he’s breathing tells you he’s already been worked over. The blonde goes down on him next, deep throat action, jaw stretched, one hand braced on his chest. Camera stays tight the whole time, no wide shots, just faces and mouths and skin. The brunette joins in, licking his shaft while the blonde sucks the head — they switch off, trading him back and forth. Later, the guy goes down on the brunette, face buried in her pussy, tongue working hard while she moans into a pillow. Lighting stays dim throughout, looks like a regular bedroom at night, nothing flashy. Both women wear necklaces that dangle into frame when they lean down. The close-ups catch every wet sound, every lip slide — you see the spit on his shaft, the lips clamped tight. No penetration shown, just oral, but it’s thorough, slow, and they’re clearly into it. No cuts to nonsense — just the three of them, trading off, swapping positions, focusing on the sucking and licking.