“sex for mony” is all elegance: a raven-haired woman in heels and pearls, nothing else. In “sex for mony” she sits on a grand piano, legs wide, using the smooth handle of a hairbrush as a dildo. The contrast in “sex for mony” between refined setting and raw masturbation is intoxicating. Her cultured moans echo in “sex for mony” until she shatters, elegant composure lost in shuddering climax.