"What... " she began, startled by his action, and then yelped as his well-lubricated finger slid effortlessly deep into her rectum. "What... what are you... doing... ? " she grunted as Hunt locked his arms around her waist.
"Ready?" Sam asked.
"Go ahead," Hunt ordered, then looked up at Sylvia's disbelieving face. "Just relax."
Sam slithered between her legs and stared at the unprotected golden mounds of flesh and its brown puckered little opening. He inserted a finger and began finger-f*****g her.
"You can't. Not both of you at the same time," Sylvia cried, horrified. She turned to Tony for help. "You can't let them."
Tony, unexpectedly, laughed. "Darling, you must have double and triple features up in your swap club. Just relax. You're with friends. We won't hurt you."
Sam cackled,
