Beatrice Goldie, Johnny Castle's wife, has a surprise waiting for him after a long day at work. As he walks in, she's there, in her red dress, her hair wild, her eyes hungry. She's been fantasizing, and now she wants to act it out. She pushes him down, straddling him, her breath ragged. "I want it rough, Johnny," she demands, her voice a low growl. She grinds against him, her dress riding up, her panties soaked. She pulls out his cock, her fingers wrapping around it, stroking it, her red lips hovering over the head. "I want you to fuck my mouth, Johnny," she says, before taking him in, her head bobbing, her tongue swirling, her eyes locked onto his.