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... Sam… I'm gonna come…" he said. But Sam didn't respond, only riding him harder and harder.
Freddie thrust in furiously a few more times before finally feeling himself tip over the edge. "Oh!" he screamed as his orgasm washed over him and he felt the cum pumping out through his dick. Almost simultaneously he felt Sam's walls contract around him and she called out too. The two rode out their orgasms against each other, continuing to thrust and grind until the final shocks of pleasure had passed.
After a moment and a few breaths, Sam climbed off of Freddie as he slid himself out of her. Sam stepped off the bed and walked over to the pile where they had thrown their clothes, picking up her panties and sliding them on
Freddie sat up on the bed and slid the condom off his dick. "Uh…" he began to say.
"Over there," Sam said as she picked up her bra and put it on, pointing over to a wastebasket between her desk and bed.
"Ah," Freddie said, leaning over and tossing the condom in it. He moved over to the edge of the bed and swung his feet onto the floor, sitting up. "Sam…" he said, looking at her back as she bent down again to fish through the pile of clothes.
"You can go now," she said, tossing his underwear over her shoulder and into his face; they were followed shortly by his pants.
"Sam, I want to know what ...