Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in akaya prime. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “akaya prime,” she sighs, “please akaya prime.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “akaya prime!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “akaya prime”.