In the warm, steamy embrace of the bathtub, a mature vixen finds herself alone with her thoughts and her desires. She eases back, the water lapping at her full breasts, and lets her hand wander. Her fingers trace the soft lines of her body, pausing at the juncture of her thighs. With a subtle smile, she parts her legs, giving herself access to her slick, aching pussy. Her hand starts to move, slow and steady, as she imagines a strong, eager mouth replacing her fingers. The water churns as her pace quickens, her breath coming in short gasps. Her other hand grips the edge of the tub, knuckles white, as she nears her peak. Just as she's about to tumble over the edge, a knock at the door startles her, leaving her breathless and wanting.