She wished the moment could last forever, that the pleasure she was experiencing would never end. A chill of fear, and previously unknown excitement ran down her spine. “What’s wrong with me?” she thought to herself. POP… POP, the others follow suit until all have been torn off leaving the shirt gaping open. “This is for you, I know you want it Sam. “Stop!” he says so loud he surprises himself. He saw her frustration…the time had come, she was ready. Understand?”
“…….” No response. and patience. “What was that?” He smiled, taunting. POP…POP…. Immediately she began to recall one of her many fantasies. He grunted and groaned as he began pistoning in and out of her, his hips slamming against her with every thrust. Dreaming never hurt…
But as soon as her mother had called saying that she and father were going out (leaving the house empty), Sam politely asked if she could be dropped off at the house, not wanting to sound too eager.
