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