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