A woman craves sex so intensely that she lights herself on fire daily, waiting for the right man to come and put out the flames. Until then, she indulges in self-pleasure, consumed by her insatiable desire.

The fiery sensation in my lower regions is becoming unbearable. I'm consumed by this daily flame that only seems to intensify with each passing hour. My attempts to quench it have proven futile, and the desire for relief has become an obsession. I find myself yearning for a strong, masculine hand to come to my rescue, to douse the flames of my insatiable lust. I crave the raw, primal act of carnal pleasure that only a man can provide. I am a woman of ill repute, a courtesan who trades her body for momentary satisfaction. My body is a temple of sin, curves and softness begging to be touched, caressed, taken. I am a vision of pure sensuality, a Gostosa Puta ready and willing to fulfill your deepest desires. Come, let me be the one to extinguish the flames of your lust.