David & Gillian angry fucking from behind, bent over the table in her trailer circa 1998. It’s rough, sweaty and fast. Last week’s script is crumpled under her fist and David’s left his clothes on, fucks her with just his zipper down. She looks back at him over her shoulder, « You fuck your wife like this? » she asks with a mean grin, and he curls his hand around the back of her neck, pushes her head down, threads fingers though damp her hair and goes harder, deeper, punishing her until she comes.