Lisle gasped as she felt the second fingertip slip under the rim of her sphincter.  She had relaxed from the slow, deliberate massage, and when this new intrusion occurred, she found she couldn't tighten up as much as before.<br/><br/>It was bigger inside her now.  Bigger and moving.  Moving like the shaft in her pussy.  A furrow of confusion touched her brow as the analogy headed into uncomfortable territory.<br/><br/>She realized belatedly that she had been asked a question.  It was a few beats longer than it normally took her to answer when she blinked up at Gerlinde, sorting frantically through whatever had just been said to find how to respond.<br/><br/><em>When it is clean, you can touch.</em><br/><br/>"Um - I guess so..." she answered.