"Ehm?!" Sam didn't pay much attention to Beatrice's words. Instead, he awaited the moment when it would come, making him stir even more vigorously inside. Sometimes a bit rough, sometimes gentle, until he felt the hole starting to pulsate and squeeze. His fingers continued to relentlessly stroke, making the owner of the sacred passage moan helplessly. Ah... Sam couldn't wait. He wanted to feel the climax approaching Beatrice with his own.

That's what he did.

"Sam!" Beatrice stared in disbelief as that movement suddenly disappeared from the sensation that enveloped her. Meanwhile, Sam smiled faintly. He withdrew his fingers and ended the game. Choosing to enter Beatrice with his manhood...