Fuck no she wasn't sure, but she'd said it and it seemed like a good idea, so she nodded and looked back over her shoulder at the strapping young man towering over her. She spied his big cock even in the dark, waving between her cheeks before he took ahold of it and pressed it against her asshole. Trisha had fingers in there before, her own, another guy before she was married. Heck Chris had put his thumb in there before, back when they were newlyweds, not that they did anything like that anymore.<br/><br/>She was excited and tried to relax, like this was<em>dirty</em>and<em>kinky</em>and<em>hot</em>. As Mark pushed in her mouth stretched in an O-shape, matching what was happening in her other opening, a soundless squeal as the thick tip pried her sphincter open, pressing into her backdoor. Trisha wasn't as ready as she thought she was, but she was ready enough, and it almost felt like she popped as the head went in, and her tight bud stretched and wrapped around the man's shaft. "Oh fuck, is it in?"