Bab 383: "Fuck! I am dead!"*

It was pitch black underneath the thick bed sheets with two bodies tussling away, one trying to free itself from the hold of the other. It was a vain effort; Samuel quickly overpowered her.

She squealed a little before Samuel planted his lips firmly onto hers. She tried to push him away with her frail arms, but Samuel held both her hands and firmly placed them behind her back, making her unable to move.

He was still ravaging her lips, trying to pry her mouth open with his tongue while simultaneously using his free hand to grab his neck from the back. They were lying down sideways with Samuel's legs wrapped around her hips. He was in his underwear, but it was too small to hold his semi-erect cock, which she could feel grinding against her stomach even through her sleeping clothes.

After a few seconds and a dozen failed attempts to open her clenched jaw, he thought about a solution.