...took his hand and moved his thumb up to her clit. He massaged the area around it, making small circles with his thumb while he continued stroking her walls with his fingers.
Freddie felt Sam's body begin to tremble against his and her breaths become increasingly shorter when she finally reached down between them and pulled his hand away.
"You got a condom?" she asked, breathing heavily and sitting back.
"Um…" Freddie thought for a moment. "I think my mom gave me some a little while ago," he said finally. "They should still be in my room."
"Great," she said. "Let's go."
Freddie got up off the couch and led Sam to his room. There he rummaged through a few drawers before finding the desired box buried deep at the back of his sock drawer.
"Aha!" he said, bringing the box out and setting it on his desk. He quickly checked the date on the side of the box. "Still good," he said, reaching inside and drawing out one of the little foil packets. He walked to the edge of his bed where sat down on the crisply folded sheets. Noticing his cock had begun to grow soft, Freddie pumped his fist on it a few times to get up again before tearing the packet open and unrolling the latex sheath onto his dick. He tossed the empty wrapper aside and looked up to see Sam grinning a crooked grin as she looked him quickly up and down.
"Perfect," she said again, advancing on him and placing her hands on his chest. She pus...