April, cloaked in her blue flowered robe, indulges in a forbidden afternoon at the cottage. A secret trove of explicit magazines sparks her voyeuristic desires. She tentatively touches herself, her robe offering little barrier to her growing need. As she loses herself in the graphic images, her fantasy takes over, and she finds herself on her knees, robe open, mouth agape, ready to devour the imaginary cocks before her.