Lengua retreats to her sanctuary, a quiet corner where she can indulge in her secret fantasies. She slips off her clothes, letting them pool at her feet, and lies back, her fingers already teasing her nipples into hard peaks. Her hand trails down her body, over her soft belly, until it reaches her slick folds. She dips a finger inside, her hips lifting to meet her touch. Her tongue flicks out, tasting the air, as she imagines the salty sweetness of her own desire.