Monserrat, a name whispered in the heat of the night, is a woman lost in her own world. She's a master of her own pleasure, her fingers knowing just where to touch, how to press, to send shivers of delight coursing through her. She's a vision of ecstasy, her body arching, her mouth open in a silent cry of release as she finds her climax, her body pulsing with the aftershocks of her self-love.