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ProfNigma Stories #5: If Wishes Were Hornets #7

Date: 9/19/2015, Categories: Anal, Celebrities, Hardcore, Author: FrankSinner, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

iCarly/Victorious: If Wishes Were Hornets #7 – Sam"I wish there were two of Freddie, so I could have him too." Sam Puckett could not get to sl*ep. She'd managed to drift off mostly due to her dr*nk tiredness, but after a couple hours she found herself wide awake. The thought of what might be happening inside Jade's room between the love of her life and her nemesis was driving Sam completely bonkers. She knew she only had herself to blame for dumping him, but at the same time, she couldn't help but hate every fibre of Jade's being for having what she wanted. Sam lurched from the bed and stumbled over to the bathroom to take care of business. Once she was done, she felt completely thirsty, and decided to head downstairs to grab a drink. Maybe a snack, she thought, if I can find one. As she crept down the stairs to the kitchen, she heard someone moving around. She considered running back to her room and just drinking from the faucet, but figured that her oversized t-shirt and pajama pants would cover her well enough for whoever was down there. As she stumbled over a table in the den, stubbing her toe, the kitchen door opened slowly, and she instantly felt better. Freddie stood in the doorway, shirtless, and staring at her intently, with a smirk across his face. Sam went from rubbing her toe to looking at what stood before her eyes, and she felt a little quiver inside her stomach as her feelings of love and lust and anger and hate all crashed her brain at once. "Did you need ... something, Sam?" "I... uh, just wanted to get something to drink or maybe to eat." "Go figure, I was thinking the same thing. Got some leftover party food in here and some drinks," he said, half smiling and from the way his eyes looked at her as she walked by and started eating some chips and salsa, he was just as interested in her. "Though, now that I'm thinking about it… I'm actually hungry for something different." Sam nearly choked on the chips as he walked over to her and stood in front of her, "Benson! Cough, cough... what the fuck?" "Just relax, I know what you really want." He eyed her slyly before crouching down and pulling her pajama pants down slightly, followed by her panties. Sam let out a soft whimper and started to say something when he pushed her against the counter and licked her outer lips. "Mmm… your pussy tastes even better than it smells," he said softly, licking her hood softly like a k*d with an ice cream cone. Sam let out a louder moan as her very core felt like it was exploding. It had been a couple months since she had been with Freddie, and while she felt desperate for another man, she never found anyone she wanted to share. The way that Freddie's mouth was devouring her most sensitive areas reminded her why she thought no one else would work. His head tilted so he could reach inside of her with his sponge-y organ, and Sam gripped the counter for support as her body felt like it was going to implode. She stepped out of her pants and panties and gripped ...