The clock strikes midnight when Katrina Jade is startled awake by a persistent knocking. She finds Cherie Deville at her door, the mature beauty already breathless with desire. "I couldn't sleep," Cherie admits, her eyes scanning Katrina's sensuous form. They tumble into bed, their bodies intertwining like vines. Katrina's full, round breasts press against Cherie's as they lock into a wild scissor hold, their legs wrapping around each other, their hips moving in sync. Their kisses are fierce, their hands greedy, as they give in to their insatiable hunger for each other.