After Issac was done, he stared at Samuel, who was now a mess, a total mess.
Face red, mouth open, drool leaking, dick still hard, looking sexily back at him, as his face was yelling 'Fuck me, do it, put me back in my place.' But Issac controlled himself as he laid on top of Samuel and started kissing him madly.
Samuel hugged Issac tightly as he hungrily started eating Issac's lips, biting them, licking them, nibbling them, while his hand was roaming all over Issac's back.
His nails were digging, marking Issac all over, as he angrily glared at Issac.
All the shame and embarrassment came rushing to him, as he shoved Issac off harshly, jumped on top of him, and kissed him everywhere, biting him, marking him, releasing his anger, choking Issac, dominating him.
Issac just laid there as he let Samuel do whatever he wanted. With an open hand, he invited Samuel's anger.
