Yes

"Yes..." Ethan gasps, his breathing quickening.

Giggling softly, Alex applies some pressure.

"Hn..." Ethan seizes as a single finger slips inside of him. His ass clenches around it, meeting the invader with scorn, but once it starts to wiggle all that ends. Moaning softly, Ethan feels his spine curve, tension returning to his back. His pinned cock aches, a small bit of wet warmth on his belly. He's leaking precum, or perhaps Alex is milking it out, her slender finger curling inside of him.

"Shhhh," Alex leans closer, speaking softly, "Easy now..."

Swallowing, Ethan tries to keep himself even. Alex's finger pushes in slightly deeper, Ethan's ass relenting to it. The further in she goes, the better Ethan feels, his cock pulsating against his belly. Quivering, the lone finger is good, but it isn't enough. Ethan's ass was already starting to get used to it. As the seconds tick by, Ethan knows he needs something... thicker.

As if on cue, Alex pulls back, popping her finger out of Ethan. He winces when she does, the extraction taking him by surprise.

"Hmmm." Alex examines her hand, then shifts her weight, scooting backward on the bed. She's straddling his ankles now, or just about, reaching awkwardly to keep a hand on his rear. Opening his eyes, Ethan glances back over his shoulder, confused as to what she's doing. He can't really see her, the thin woman bending over towards him, but he feels her hand return to his cheeks.

And then she spreads them.

'Is she going to-?' Ethan can't finish the thought before something foreign yet familiar meets his asshole.

A tongue, strawberry sweet, presses against him, threatening to slip inside.

"Wh-Wha-" Ethan stammers, fighting a moan, "What are you doing?"

He feels the tongue leave him, "Do you want me to stop?"