Trisha was about as turned on as she could get, doing it outside with the near stranger. Screen still open with her husband on the other side. And she was still a little buzzed, just drunk enough to think it was a good idea. She leaned forward, head going to the ground and far enough that Mark slipped out. Her hands we t back to her cheeks, digging in and spreading herself open. "Go ahead," she purred, exposing her other hole.