As the light from the setting sun casts a golden hue, our narrator remembers 'quando eu perdi a virgindade'. The first time is always a symphony of sensations - the softness of skin, the heat of breath, the taste of kisses. The initial thrust is a claiming, a marking of territory, a declaration of desire. The room fills with the sound of wet, slapping flesh, the scent of sex heavy in the air as they move together, chasing the high of their first orgasm together.