"That's four," Zofi called.

I blinked in surprise. "You trying to get her whole fucking hand in there?"

Sam shook her head, struggling to breathe, but she muttered, “Maybe someday. Neevie said you put three of your fingers in her Last night."

"So what, you've got to one-up her by fitting four?"

“Nah. I just figured four of Zofi's fingers are about as thick as three of yours."

“Um, okay..."

“Fucking, FUCK," she spat, bending over and hanging her head.

“Fuck it hurts!"

“Sam...”

“Don't you fucking suggest we stop!”

“I'm not. I wasn't going to. It's just--"

“What the FUCK?!?" Sam suddenly exclaimed, her eyes going wide as she looked down.

“Are you going SOFT?!? You're fucking going soft INSIDE my pussy?! ?"

It was true. The sight of Sam's face inches away from mine in such obvious pain coupled together with the idea that she was once again forcing herself to do something she wasn't properly prepared for solely to “buy" my favoritism (despite her denials) was the exact opposite of sexy. Now maybe her hot body and wet pussy would've been enough to maintain my erection under normal circumstances, but I'd been fucked to exhaustion this morning and even just cum inside Sam's pussy a few minutes ago.

“I'm sorry.”

“FUCKI"

Zofi pulled her fingers out of Sam's ass and backed away. Sam then got off me and retreated on her knees, staring in disbelief at my limp penis. Shaking her head, she dropped her face into her palms and then curled over straight down, her forehead on the mattress while she shuddered and shook with wracking sobs.

“What is WRONG with me?!?" Sam wailed, her voice muffled by her hands.

Zofi Looked like she wanted to reach out and hug her best friend, but she took one look at her slimy fingers and left the room to clean up.

That left me alone with Sam for a moment, and I scooted around so that

I could wrap her up in my arms. I hauled her around so that she was spooned up against my chest, my arms completely circled around her while she sobbed her poor little heart out.

“How the fuck was this so easy for Neevie?" she whimpered.

"I don't know and it's not important," I said firmly.

“Right now I'ma hundred percent focused on YOU."

“I'm supposed to be Aphrodite..." she whined.