... did. He kissed her plump pink lips and trailed down her neck. His thrusts, once small, were now going very hard and Sam had to bite her lips to keep from moaning. He nails dug into Freddie's back as he plowed into her.
The bed was rocking, and Freddie was sure that the neighbors could probably hear them.
"Ungh, Oh GOD, FREDDIE!" She yelled."You're a fucking CYCLONE!"
Sam threw her head back in ecstacy, and Freddie felt her walls start to tighten. He wasn't there yet, so he pulled Sam's legs around his stomach, where she ground her hips with his. "Ungh...oh my god...Sam..." Freddie moaned.
"Oh GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!" Sam yelled as her orgasm hit full-force. She knew Freddie was probably close by now too, and continued to grind her hot, wet, pussy across him.
Freddie could feel his own orgasm fast approaching, and he held her hips as he thrust. He thrust one last time, as hard as he could, and Sam moaned from the ecstacy.
He stayed inside her, releasing his seed in her in hot spurts. They warmed her insides plesantly and then they were both spent, and fell across each other.
Who knew Sam Puckett was a screemer?
Then again, who knew that he would be here, right now, screwing Sam's brains out?
"Sam...?" Freddie asked, ...