In a sultry California bungalow, a dominant woman demands her husband satisfy her. She lounges, legs spread, pussy glistening, as he kneels. 'Eat me, husband,' she commands, her voice as smooth as the ocean breeze. He hesitates, then dives in, his tongue lapping at her folds, her clit. She guides his head, grinding her hips, her wetness coating his face. 'Deeper, husband,' she moans, 'Make me come all over your face.'