Johnny felt the swelling of Sammie's cock against his thigh, and it caused him no discomfort. In fact Johnny enjoyed the physical, undeniable evidence of how much Sammie was enjoying this. And right now he wanted them to all revel in the pleasure he and Clarissa felt together, and to bring Sammie to appreciate it as much as she could. Besides the muscle of Johnny's thigh was firmer than Sammie's cock, which drew a half smirk that he chose not to explain yet.<br/><br/>He wasn't quite sure how well Sammie would react to Clarissa's instructions, but any doubt was settled in an instant. The slutty girl threw herself at him, Johnny easily bearing the impact and finally moving from what had been a gentle, reclining position to embrace Sammie and return the kiss. For the first moments Sammie held a surprising amount of the control, Johnny feeling the sheer eagerness almost overwhelming, causing him to wonder just how desperate Sammie would be when he fucked her. But for now his attention for Sammie was on the kiss, what little of his brain wasn't stuck enjoying the feel of Clarissa's bouncing hips.<br/><br/>Not one to let Sammie have control of anything for long he swiftly returned the kiss as strong as it had been given, his own tongue seeking out Sammie's as he pulled her close, his muscular arms wrapping around Sammie's slender shoulders. The combined pleasure of the kiss and Clarissa's incredibly tight wetness caused him to begin to thrust his hips more firmly, determined to drive the entire length of his thick, throbbing cock as deep as he could into the moaning princess.