“Fuck, yes!” I scream in pleasure as Matthew pushes the beaded dildo into me.

He had prepared me with his fingers, pounding me with two of them, and made me wet enough again to be able to take it. But starting out gently doesn’t seem to be good enough for him as he wraps his hand around my neck to stabilize himself better to thrust into me harder.

I claw down on Matthew’s shoulder with the hand that I don’t need to keep me stable and have wrapped around Fynn’s strong shoulders.

They must love to torture me as the vibrations of the couple’s toy are still going and I...