...she puts the moves on him

The car ride passed quickly, and Sam still felt out of it, barely responding as Anna chatted with him.

Once they arrived at Sam's home, Anna followed him in, sticking closer to him than needed. Reaching the couch, Anna wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled her face close to his, whispering to him hotly.

"I don't normally go for whiteboys, but you were pretty good until you passed out last time...what do you say we finish what we started?"

Sam felt his body heat up as her sizable chest pressed up against his, and he worried he'd be hitting her with something of his own...oddly enough, though he felt as turned on as he ever had, his pants didn't even feel 'tight'.

"C'mon, you might be my only chance to cum on a whiteboy cock..." Her breath tickled his ear as she whispered to him, obviously confident in seducing him.