Irene placed her hand over Sam's mouth, raised her eyebrows at him and then shifted to snuggle around until her back fit to his chest.  She felt his soft cock against her ass and idly recalled how well he fit where he was made to fit...  She covered her face and sighed.<br/><br/>"Man, I need a nap.  You need to give me at least an hour to recuperate from that and I think you might need the same.  Relax, Sam.  All is well."  She rolled up to grab the sheet and drag it up to their hips.<br/><br/>She drifted into sleep, a smile on her mouth as she lay nestled with her husband.