<strong>Day Two </strong>- Easing Into Evening  >:)<br/><br/>Irene breathed hard, staring at the man.  Breathing seemed to be hard work.  Good thing she didn’t need to think about anything.<br/><br/>He was talking now, and she was watching his mouth.  That magical mouth possessed of a tongue that make her pussy dance inside and a slow fire burn through her core.  She had heard the compliments before; they didn’t mean much to her...except, she almost believed Mr....Sam.  Almost.<br/><br/>She turned her head to the side, reaching up with a limp hand to push her hair from her face.<br/><br/>“I rather like it to, Sam.  You’ll notice, I called you Sam.  Do I get a credit for each time I say your name, Sam?”<br/><br/>She grinned as he came at her to assault her with a kiss, her juices still on his mouth as her tongue met his.  There was something decidedly erotic about his kissing...about the man as a whole.  Irene quit fighting herself and just let herself go.<br/><br/>He swore, breaking their kiss and her eyes bore into his, but his attention was elsewhere as he slid his finger slid into her.  Oh my god, Irene thought, it’s already starting.  Oh...lord...if his finger were bigger...it would rub...  Her back arched as mind and body meshed.<br/><br/>“I’m ready,” she grunted as he shifted over her, shivering as she felt his cock slide down, poised at her entrance.  He hesitated and she almost cried and then she shifted, lifting her hips up just as he slid into her, meeting him half-way.<br/><br/>The shock of being filled when she was so tight from cumming caused her to gasp.  The man wasn’t small, but he felt huge inside her.  Irene gasped and halted her movement, keeping herself raised up to meet Sam.<br/><br/>“Oh, Sam...my goodness.  You may ruin me for normal life,” she hissed, easing down with him following her, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him soundly once more as she moved her hips, feeling all of him in her and liking how she felt against him.