Silence.
Then Tianlong laughed—a genuine sound of delighted surprise.
"Now 'that' is fascinating." He resumed moving his finger, working it deeper. The ridged muscles gripped him tighter with each millimeter of penetration. "So when I'm inside you, I'm technically in both holes at once?"
"I... I suppose... if you..." She couldn't finish the sentence. Her hips—or the equivalent—lifted slightly off the bed, her tail curling reflexively.
Tianlong's finger pushed deeper. Two inches now. The heat was incredible, the tightness almost painful around his digit.
He curved his finger forward, exploring the internal structure.
There—about three inches in—he felt something different. A textured patch, rougher than the surrounding ridged muscle.
He pressed against it.
The mermaid 'screamed'.
Her entire body convulsed, back arching completely off the bed, her hands flying from her breasts to clutch at the crimson silk.
"W-WHAT—WHAT DID YOU—AAAHHH!"
