"Sam!"
Clara's screams echoed in the room because of the climax she felt from Samuel's fingers and tongue on her sensitive parts. The combination of sucking on the clit and finger pressure on her g-spot always managed to bring her to cloud nine.
Samuel couldn't hold his desire back any longer, but he forced his sanity to keep working. He had to focus on her. He had to make Clara forget her sadness.
"Samuel! Don't let me enjoy it alone!" Clara screamed breathlessly. She knew that Samuel had hardened a lot down there. He didn't want to let him be tormented with too much restraint.
"Don't worry, today I will be the one who serves you, my queen," said Samuel.
"Don't! I'll get tired if you make me orgasm continuously," Clara refused. She then sat up straight to reach for his hardness, which protruded beneath the black boxers that he was wearing.
