After a wild night at the club, Mom indulges in a steamy suicide. Her hands slide sensuously over every inch of her body, teasing and tantalizing her to blissful new heights. As she traces her fingertips along the curve of her hips, she can feel the heat building between her thighs, urging her to deliciously dirty desires. With each breath and moan, she rises closer and closer to the edge, succumbing to a frenzy of lust and ecstasy that leaves her corseted in pleasure. Soaked in sweat and consumed by the raw eroticism of the moment, Mom knows that nothing can compare to the thrill of her own touch in the afterglow of a wild night.