Irene breathed out a sigh of relief.  It was hot and her body felt like it might have gotten a little too close to the sun's fire, but she pressed into Sam's hug and kissed his chest.<br/><br/>"I'm fine, Sam.  Perfectly perfect, in fact."  She ran a hand across his chest and up to his neck, pulling him down to her shorter height to kiss his lips once more.  "You know what I feel like doing right now?  Without you even asking or suggesting it?  I'd like you to sit your ass on that bed, feet on the floor and me between your legs with this," her hand came down to caress his cock, "in my mouth."  She kissed his throat and added, "HOw does that sound to you?"