Day Two - Sorting Things Out<br/><br/>Sam was beside himself with worry about her.  She seemed a little out of it and it made him wonder if she’d hit her head.  He decided it was probably best to go along with her until he could sort out what was going on.  When she told him to sit . . . he did.  When she toweled off her pussy and flinched . . . he smirked.  When she asked him if he wanted his back  washed he nodded affirmatively.  When she got close to him, he grabbed her and wrapped her up in his arms and used his skills to wrestle her onto his lap.  He kissed her gently and then loosened his hold of her but held her enough that she had to stay put there.  He grinned at how wet her cunt was on his thigh and how much it made him want to be inside her.<br/><br/>“Irene . . . Let me check the back of your head.”  He felt the back of her head but didn’t feel any bumps or bloody spots.  “Did any of that hurt back there where I touched you?  I need to know that you’re okay . . . and I’m sorry if I got too carried away and made your pussy sensitive.  You were so wonderful with me I only wanted to give you as much pleasure.  Reciprocity... Remember?  I told you . . .  It’s just who I am . . . and I’m . . . well . . . I’m  . . . oh hell never mind.”<br/><br/>He watched her for a reaction.  He gently stroked his hand up and down her spine.  He thought better of saying what he was thinking . . . but she was growing on him in a way that was unfamiliar to him and a bit scary and nice all at once.<br/><br/>“Damn . . . you really came beautifully . . . you know?  I mean . . .  Jesus, Mary, and Joseph . . . it was beautiful to be on the receiving end of it.  You always cum like that Irene? ”<br/><br/><br/>