Her right index finger crooked at the second knuckle, its tip settling just slightly below her middle finger’s middle joint.

And then, slowly, that finger slid forward, its tip gently making its way into her friend’s relaxed opening.

Right after, with one finger draped over the other, she gently slid both in before drawing them nearly all the way back out.

Her repeated movements grew faster and more deliberate, driven by the tight, pulsing squeeze of his walls around her fingers.

“Mm… Aaa… Ahh… Ah…! Aahn... Hngh... Fuck, Sunshine... Ahh, it's so good...”

His lower jaw was slightly slack, soft moans gratefully making their escape unhindered.

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