The other two gripped my shoulders. Keeping me utterly still.
“Don’t move.” Vanquish warned. “It’s Hunter’s turn.”
But I tossed my shoulders, fighting their wrenching grip.
I heard Hunter spit and was terrified. Then I felt something probing between my buttocks. Something cold and hard.
Not a c**k. Not the bit of warm flesh I’d had in my mouth more than once.
This was something different.
Something even more unrelenting.
“Stop! What is that!” I arched up. Afraid of what I didn’t know.
“It’s to help you.” Hunter said.
“Calm down.” Vanquish added. His voice somehow strangely soothing.
I felt him lodge it firmly inside me. Stretching parts of me very unaccustomed to something residing in. My ass parted and made a path for the bit of hard plastic to fill my channel.
