The snob frog who I decide to call Ivan - I don't know why but Ivan sounds like a hipster, douchey name - has a webbed feet over my head. He's much lighter than Chad, but I don't think I can fight totally, plus my legs are twitching and weak witht the pleasure I'm receiving.
My belly is being rubbed against the dirt and hurting me. I look to the water and I see something -It's Chad! He doesn't look happy.
Chad hops out off the water and leaps right in front of me. Ivan has stopped to screw me meanwhile. Chad flickers its tongue and hits Ivan in its eye. He leaps over and hit Ivanon his back, I hopped over back near the water-line. I watch Ivan leaping away and jumping on the water in front of me...running away from Chad.
I felt once more Chad's weight on me!
His deep croak told me he wasn't happy with what happened.
"You're mine!" he croaked, or at least I understood that.
He started to screw me once again. It was delicious, his croaks were soothing me and for some reason a thought came into my head - I had to be Chad's partner, I had to have his tadpoles babies.
What am I even thinking?
The (fr)orgasm comes and my legs twitch. Chad croaks, his tongue flicker over my head like a kiss and then he jumps on water again, leaving me there...