Sam’s voice was silent as his body relaxed quite slowly from its wonderfully spastic stiffness.  It had been a very strong orgasm.  It had built quite naturally from his close familiarity with Irene’s gorgeous female bits.  His ‘familiarity’ had included going down on her and fingering her beautiful cunt.  As she apparently feigned sleep his arousal had intensified . . . there was something quite erotic about pleasuring her whilst she slept.  When she revealed that she was awake . . . her obvious pleasure had encouraged him as did her foot stroking him and her hands in his hair.  What had finally brought him off was her writhing body gripping the iron bars and rubbing his cock as he fucked her.  Her knuckles had been white and every muscle in her body had seemed to be straining to cum.  His cock had moved slowly at first as he savored all the exquisite sensations of Irene’s quiet body but then she drew him to her and pleaded for him to fuck her.  Her legs had grabbed him and intensified how hard they fucked.<br/><br/>She’d turned his face to hers and then cum.  Watching her cum had been a good part of his pleasure since the first time . . . her first time.  There was something quite sweet in how it had happened.  Their eyes had met and then she’d cum violently and he with her.  They had both cum hard.  She’d been more vocal than he.  His body was wet with his sweat and her pussy juices which had poured out of her at the peak of their shared orgasms.  He seemed only able to sigh . . . since his breathing was so labored.  Irene’s room smelled wonderfully of her sex . . . and of their love sweat.<br/><br/>He grinned now against her neck as their bodies still moved together . . . in a randomly sporadic but still trembling manner. He smiled at her as he lifted his head and kissed her.  It was not the lazy sweet sort of kiss he’d thought it would be.  Instead it was a highly erotic one full of passion and depth.  He was replaying her magnificent orgasm in his head as he’d begun it.  She’d said his name so surely and clearly and three times by his count as she came and it somehow made all they’d said to each other quite real . . . quite serious.<br/><br/>“Oh it is . . . for us . . . quite normal Irene . . . and . . . dear me . . . only getting better.”<br/><br/><br/><br/>