Pineda33's cousin, a fiery Salvadoran beauty, finds solace in her self-pleasure. In the dim light, she explores her body, her fingers tracing her wetness. A wad of cash on the bedside table tells a story of forbidden exchange. Her mind races with images of her patron, his strong hands and demanding mouth. She craves his touch, his control. The door groans open, a wicked invitation, but she's not ready to be found out. Not before she's had her fill of pleasure.