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