Carmen, scorned and seeking closure, tracks down her ex, Cris. She finds him alone, vulnerable, and she wastes no time. "I've been waiting for this," she purrs, pushing him onto the bed. Her lips trace his neck, her hands roam, igniting old flames. Cris resists, but Carmen's dominance is undeniable. She strips, revealing her body, hard and ready. She straddles him, grinding her hips, her wet pussy rubbing against his growing bulge. "You're mine tonight," she growls, and Cris surrenders, his cock throbbing as she slides down, impaling herself.