As your fingertips gently graze the edge of her underwear, a sudden jolt runs through Sammy's body. Her eyelids flutter open, revealing her deep, intense gaze. You swallow hard, your heart pounding in your chest as you prepare for the worst.

But to your surprise, Sammy doesn't pull away. Instead, she moves her body, crushing you between the lips of her pussy and the bed beneath you. You gasp for air, your body pinned down by the sheer force of her movements.

Sammy's hips gyrate, grinding you into a pulp as she moans softly in her sleep. You try to wriggle free, but it's no use. You're trapped, completely at her mercy.

The pain is intense, but there's also something thrilling about it. You've never felt so alive, so powerless, and so turned on all at once. You can feel your own arousal growing, your cock stiffening as you become more and more entranced by the sensation of Sammy's movements.

As the night wears on, Sammy's thrusts become stronger, more intense. You can feel yourself being crushed, your body flattening under the weight of her hips. But still, you can't help but feel a sense of euphoria, a sense of belonging in this strange, twisted situation.

And then... Pop, you were dead the moment she increased her pressure. Whatever this... Red pulp was now was nothing Sammy took note of, she was merely dazed and reacted to what she felt. A scratch.

You died because she was itchy...