Could that possibly have been the answer Sam was looking for?
It was indeed
"That's right. So, go on, then." He sits up beside you to give you some space to move around. First things first. You kiss him, but bite his lips hard enough to hurt. "Just so you don't let things go to your head." You pat his cheek, then turn away from him. While you get into position for what is sure to be an intense ass fucking - face down, ass up in the air - Sam mutters something under his breath. Whatever. "Lube's in the nightstand, bottom drawer."
Sam opens said drawer to reveal more than just lube, of course. "Oh, ho, ho! What have we here? Are you sure you're a good girl, Cindy?" He pulls out a pretty standard butt plug along with the lube, and wiggles it at you. "Why don't you come find out?" You shake your ass in retaliation. "Oh, I will!"
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