Julia Reaves is alone with her thoughts, her body aching for touch. She starts to touch herself, her fingers tracing the curves of her body, her breath hitching as she imagines a hard cock filling her. Her fantasies are interrupted by a knock at the door. In walks a stranger, his eyes dark with lust. He watches her, his hand stroking his length, as she continues to pleasure herself. He can't take it anymore, pushing her back on the bed and sliding into her, fucking her hard and deep, just like she imagined.