There was a contentedness to the horniness  he felt as he stirred briefly.  It was very dark in Irene’s room.  He gathered that it most probably was the dead middle of the night.  Sam stretched his body out and realized that he was a little hard and Irene had pressed back against him in the most alluring manner.  He liked her in every way he’d known her but naked, warm and softly comfortable against him was one way he loved her.  She was breathing quietly and her sweet tit was in his hand as his bodied shifted to spoon against her once more.  He gave her breast a little squeeze as he gave the nape of her neck a little nuzzle.  Fucking her as she was was becoming an idea in his sleep-dulled brain that had slowly caught up with his body.  But to his dismay his eyelids were heavy again and he could feel his consciousness drift away.<br/><br/>That scenario was still in his brain and surely evident in his body as he realized that he was so hard that his cock ached.  As the lights in his brain slowly came on Sam was aware of how Irene must have shifted as she was in that moment astride him, kissing him and she was rubbing her pussy against the underside of his cock.  Sam groaned as his head caught up with his body.  The sensations were exquisitely stimulating and hot.  He placed his hands on her hips and rocked his hips to press himself tightly up into her wet folds.<br/><br/>Sam moaned as he finally opened his eyes.  In the light of dawn he watched with amazement as Irene ground her wet cunt against his cock.  She was whispering to him to awaken. In complementary fashion he moaned quietly as his hands cupped her tits and he then tugged on and rolled her nipples.<br/><br/>She took him as he sighed into her mouth as their tongues played and she pressed down on him with her hips and took him completely into her.<br/><br/>“Oh Darlin’ . . . you’re going to ruin me . . . waking me like this.  Oh damn Irene you feel so perfect on me . . . fuck me baby . . . Take me , will you? ...Oh god Irene . . . ride me . . . make me shoot up into you . . . ”<br/><br/>She’d settled on him and he could feel that he was fully inside her.  Sam continued to play with her nipples as she moved on him.  He’d never thought much about giving himself to a woman like he was, but then this was Irene . . . his wife and he was really enjoying her fucking him.<br/><br/><br/><br/>