Gatinha Madura, a woman with a past as rich as her sexual appetite, finds herself alone with her memories. She strokes her curves, her mind drifting back to her ex-lover. Their passionate encounters play like a vivid film in her mind's eye, and she can almost feel his hands, his lips, his cock. She spreads her legs, her fingers delving into her aching pussy, fucking herself silly, her body writhing with pent-up desire and the ghosts of their shared ecstasy.