Her legs went rigid as her pussy was pumped faster and harder. She could feel fluids dripping down her ass crack and she shifted slightly. Sheila murmured out a soft word she could not make out but she took it to mean she was to stop moving so she did, or at least, she tried to but her hips had a mind of their own.

Every time the fingers slammed into her she arched her ass off the bed, wanting more of the heated friction that they were imparting inside her. Her walls stretched around those ...