Sara was completely convulsed in sobs as she knelt over the helplessly writhing girl impaled on her own two fingers. Mr. Warren's hands shoved Sara's hips until she nearly fell on top of Janice and ordered her to move between her legs. Janice's legs were already spread-eagled, her hips bucking up and down in the mattress, her fingers still wiggling around in her narrow passage.
"Take your lover," he told Janice. "Take your hard, thick lover."
Janice was almost out of her mind with frustration and she reached up and touched the rubber dildo that was bobbing from Sara's hips and pulled it down toward her so that Sara lost her balance and crushed on top of her friend.
"That's it. . . that's it," he told them and went to the light switch and turned the light down until the room was barely
