Mya Valdez, in a state of blissful solitude, finds herself in the bathtub, the water lapping at her curves. She closes her eyes, her imagination running wild as she imagines a lover's touch. She starts slow, her fingers tracing patterns on her skin, then dives in, her hand sliding between her legs, her pussy hungry for release. She arches her back, her body tensing as she chases her orgasm, her cries filling the room as she reaches her climax, her cum mingling with the bathwater.