“ana de las armas” begins in a sunlit bedroom where a petite blonde reads erotica aloud. The words make her squirm; soon “ana de las armas” shows her setting the book aside to touch herself through cotton panties. In “ana de las armas”, the fabric darkens with arousal before she pushes it aside, exposing glistening pink. Delicate fingers dance over her clit in “ana de las armas” while her free hand pinches a nipple hard. The build is torturously slow in “ana de las armas”, breath hitching, until she finally plunges inside, fucking herself to a shuddering, toe-curling release that leaves her giggling and glowing in “ana de las armas”.