Doggy

"Well," you say with a naughty grin, "A girl must have her favorites, right? And if there was ever a time to stick to what you like best, it is fucking now." You free your legs from his arms and gracefully roll over onto your hands and knees. Looking back, you wiggle your ass at him invitingly. "Well? Come on then, stud."

Sam doesn't need to be told twice. Obviously. In an instant, he is behind you, kneading your ass as he lines himself up. And then he is inside you. Slowly but insistently he pushes in, deeper and deeper still, until finally you feel his balls rest against you. Fuck, it's been too long since you've felt this full! He's not moving, though. You look back at him, annoyed. "What? You think I'm some nervous little virgin? Don't fucking ease me into it, just fuck me already!" You accentuate your order by rocking against him. He gets the message.

Sam starts fucking you hard, and you mewl in delight, arching your back. He fills you completely, and hits you just right every time he enters you. You push back against him, meeting his thrusts halfway and moaning in time with the slapping of your hips against his. For a few blissful minutes, you lose yourself to the pleasure. But then Sam's breathing gets heavier, and he begins grunting with every thrust. His grip on your ass tightens, and he pounds you with even more ****. Shit, he must be getting close! And he's unprotected inside of you! The GAME slams back into the forefront of your mind, and you begin to panic. You need to end this, now!