Bella's husband, El Navegante, arrives home unexpectedly, finding his wife lost in her own world of pleasure. She's sprawled on the bed, her legs spread wide, a vibrator buzzing between her thighs. He watches, hidden, as she fucks herself with the toy, her hips bucking, her moans filling the room. Unseen, he strokes his cock through his jeans, his breathing heavy with desire. As Bella reaches her climax, he steps out, revealing his presence, his voice thick with lust, "You look like you need some help with that, Bella."