Samuel Seabury was a real slut for couch sex. He presented his dick to me one late night while our room mate Lafayette was supposedly sleeping in the other room. You blushed at the sight of his... tic tac dicc. You didn't mind that it was small. You loved Samuel Seabury more than you loved Barry Benson from the Bee Movie. You slowly removed your Bee Man shirt and touched his small tic tac. It was warm. And... Slimy...
"JFC SAMUNEL WHY IS IT SLIMY"
"My love please don't bring up my skin condition."
"S A M"
"I HAVE A DISORDER"
"STOP BEING EDDSWORL TRASH U SLUT"
"N O"
You made some rabid dog sounds before you removed the rest of your clothing. Lafayette had heard everything. He sat up in his bed, a confused and scared expression on his toned face. He cursed under his breath and slowly got out of bed.
"What the frick-?" He asked himself. He slowly waddled out to find you and Samuel Seabury enveloped in a naked, loving embrace. Samuel's tic tac was up your asshole.
You both moaned each other's names aloud. "SAMUNUL!!" You cried out.
"A L Y!!!" He moaned. He groped your fat tiddy. It was the size of a watermelon.
Lafayette gasped and you both turned to face him.
"oHMUOYGOD" You screamed. Samuel died and Lafayette was never the same after that experience.
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Lafayette's Experience {NSFW}
FanficSamuel Seabury has some fun on the couch. --- My Hamilton One Shot Fic This is so satire it hurts
