Guadalupe, a devout daughter of the Virgin of Guadalupe, struggles with her carnal desires. Her nights are haunted by dreams of a faceless lover, their bodies entwined in the throes of passion. As she prays for forgiveness, her hands betray her, wandering to her aching breasts and down to her slick center. She gasps as her fingers find their rhythm, her hips bucking against the bedsheets. The room echoes with her whispered pleas for release, her body trembling as she finds it, her soul torn between ecstasy and guilt.