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