After playing a little midnight music, horny Anna Ferox indulges in some sex magic. As she rubs cold, creamy lotion into her full breasts and trimmed pussy, she contemplates the sensual mysteries of her own beautiful body. Then she turns up the heat, drizzling the wax from colored candles over her nipples and down her flat belly to her swollen clit. As she moans with pleasure, we ask her what her spells are for, what she's hoping to invoke, and her answer is… well, honest. "I don't know, and even when I do have something in mind, my thoughts soon drift away. I get so caught up in my own ecstasy I become oblivious to anything else. Maybe I'm just conjuring up the ultimate orgasm – and I usually succeed…"