Prima, the enigmatic seductress, retreats to her sanctuary, a room bathed in the soft glow of a single candle. She begins her ritual, her fingers dancing over her body, tracing the path of her silk stockings, the curve of her garter belt, the lace of her bra. She unhooks it, her full breasts spilling out, her nipples hardening in the cool air. She lies back on the chaise, her legs falling open, her hand slipping between her thighs. She's wet, her desire evident, her fingers circling her clit, teasing, taunting, before she plunges them into her eager cunt, her body arching as she fucks herself with wild abandon.