Nyrissa moaned under her breath, wondering if she was going crazy. That had to be the only explanation. Her husbands had driven her crazy and turned her into some sort of sexual fiend. If it had been anyone else with their hand on her backside, she would have outright refused and left, calling it a day.
But it was Ryan and Quentin asking this of her. Not only could she not tell them no, but she also found she didn't WANT to tell them no. Ryan's finger pressing slightly into her was turning her on even more. There was a bit of pain at first, but then nothing but an odd pressure that gave away to pleasure quickly.
"Open up, baby girl," Quentin reminded her as he positioned himself against her lips again.
Nyrissa opened up and allowed him to move inside as deep as she could take them. Ryan chose that moment to press his finger deeper into her backside, and as he ground his shaft deeper inside her.