A solitary African woman, worshipping in her own way, begins her sacred ritual. She kneels, her hands clasped together, but her prayer is not one of supplication. Instead, she prays to the god of pleasure, her fingers replacing her words. She reaches down, finding her wet, hungry pussy, her clit throbbing under her touch. Her moans fill the room, a symphony of desire. Her body moves, undulating like the waves of the ocean, her pleasure building, a storm about to break.