George grinned. "Excellent." He pressed another kiss to his shoulder. "Mia, can you reach to get me ready?"
Mia moved her head. "Yeah. Um, yeah." She held out her hand, and George used his free hand to squeeze some lube out, and she reached out to stroke him, slicking him up a little clumsily. As she worked, George kept working his fingers in and out of Tripp, stretching him more and more.