In the quiet of her home, Tía lets her desires take over. She slips her hand down her pants, fingers dancing over her clit, as she imagines her lover's touch. Her breath hitches, moans escaping as she brings herself closer to the edge. Unbeknownst to her, she's not alone. Her nephew, visiting for the holidays, hears her sounds and is drawn to her door. He watches, unseen, as she pleasures herself, her body writhing with need. His cock hardens at the sight, and he can't help but stroke himself, imagining it's his hand pleasing her.