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She does want me, just like she wants Freddie. She wants him so badly it makes her shiver, I push unto her more forcefully. Here's how I can tell what she does without me "Samantha?" I ask her, pressing a little more, she moans. "Yes mistress," she tells me in a small voice "Fredward, how is he at this?" she whimpers and pushes back into me. I slap her hard on the bottom "Samantha!" I reprimand and she groans at me. "Fredward?" I ask and she trembles as I push myself into her tight hot walls. "He's good," she tells me when I grab her hair firmly and pound into her harder.
"How good? Better than me?" I ask as I thrust into her insistently. She whimpers and shakes her head as much as she can, "Do you hurt him?" I ask her, thrusting into her roughly. "Y-yess," she whimpers, I slap her on the bottom roughly "Yes who?" I ask her, she wiggles her ass begging me to continue but I keep still "Yes, mistress," I whisper 'good girl' into her ear before pounding into her three times in a row, roughly.
"Shit!" she squeaks and i push into her again. "Do you like the way he cries out? do his tears turn you on? is that what happens?" I ask her and she looks down, I can tell she's nervous, but she's awfully close too. "Y-yess, mistress, p-pleease," I pull her hair and slam into her roughly, gripping her hips harshly. I thrust at a quick and steady pace. "Shit!" she screams as she's close. "Fuck, I'm so," I whisper in her ear "Close?" I ask before running my pointer finger over the crack of her ass. She cries out and throws her head back, back arched at a perfect angle, face crumpled in pleasure, blonde hair swaying lightly. I pull out of her roughly and leave the room.
"So.." Sam says nervously, playing with her hands. "So.." I say in a cheery tone with a goofy smile on my face. "What now?" Freddie asks with a cheesy smile. I giggle and to my surprise, so does Sam "How was Samantha?" Freddie asks "Save it for the bedroom," Sam and I tell him simultaneously.