The first press, soft and shallow, was a surprise; Sam had known Nate as a lover before and had come to expect him to be rough and hard. The relatively light touch was enough to make him whine and frown, feeling empty without the cock as deep as it could be. Thankfully, it seemed he wasn't the only one impatient, because soon Nate was sinking deeper, pushing and stretching inside.
Sam's moan was cut short by surprise as he saw the new arms (apparently he wasn't the only one with some new parts), but explanations could wait; right now all that mattered was how they felt, the caresses on his lips and hand pinning down his wrist making him feel things he hadn't in a long time: desired, precious, owned; all things that only served to make him wetter and needier, his cunt tensing and leaking around Nate.
"Noooo-" He whined, feeling Nate pull out and leave him wanting, the tip only barely held inside. With no consideration or hesitation, Sam immediately began to wriggle, trying to get himself pressed down onto the deliciously thick length, as he mumbled: "Please, please. Please; I need it. It feels so good."
Then he got want he wanted, all at once, and it was too much to handle; with a cry Sam came, shaking and squeezing his legs around Nate, fingers digging hard into his side, only two words managing to fall from his lips: "Don't. Stop."
Sam's moan was cut short by surprise as he saw the new arms (apparently he wasn't the only one with some new parts), but explanations could wait; right now all that mattered was how they felt, the caresses on his lips and hand pinning down his wrist making him feel things he hadn't in a long time: desired, precious, owned; all things that only served to make him wetter and needier, his cunt tensing and leaking around Nate.
"Noooo-" He whined, feeling Nate pull out and leave him wanting, the tip only barely held inside. With no consideration or hesitation, Sam immediately began to wriggle, trying to get himself pressed down onto the deliciously thick length, as he mumbled: "Please, please. Please; I need it. It feels so good."
Then he got want he wanted, all at once, and it was too much to handle; with a cry Sam came, shaking and squeezing his legs around Nate, fingers digging hard into his side, only two words managing to fall from his lips: "Don't. Stop."
SAMUEL
I somehow still lost
I somehow always do
I somehow always do
