“fantasia do sexo” is all teasing elegance: red satin gloves and nothing else. She glides those gloved fingers across her collarbone in “fantasia do sexo”, down between her breasts, finally reaching the heat between her thighs. The contrast of satin on bare skin in “fantasia do sexo” is intoxicating. She works herself slowly at first in “fantasia do sexo”, then faster, gloved hand pumping until her entire body tenses. The muffled cries through bitten lips in “fantasia do sexo” make the climax even more intense, leaving her flushed and glowing in the aftermath of “fantasia do sexo”.