Michaela Isizzu, in an open robe and green panties, walks onto her patio, a glass of wine in one hand, a bowl of salad in the other. She sits, relaxing in the quiet and enjoying her solitude. A bite of food, a sip of wine, and whatever concerns she may have melt away and are replaced by the simple pleasures of this moment, this place. Her thoughts take a subtly telegraphed turn. She begins to caress and explore her body. Then she returns to the table with a bottle of body oil. She clears a space on the table, sits on it, and applies a generous helping of the oil on her torso and breasts. The scene of autoerotic pleasuring that follows unfolds at an absolutely perfect pace. Michaela becomes increasingly lost in her imagination as her hands and fingers explore, caress, stroke, and penetrate with ever increasing intensity. This movie captures the exquisite beauty of Michaela's enraptured face and the splendor of her body in the vigorous throes of orgasmic bliss.