<strong>Day Two - Easing Into Evening</strong><br/><br/>“Oh Irene . . . god but it feels good to be in you.”<br/><br/>He grunted and strained in his desperation to cum . . . to make her cum too.  They seemed to be a perfect match as they fucked each other . . . Irene meeting him as he pushed fully into her.  His body was on fire . . . his throat especially.  The air he breathed in with each gasp seemed to be already hot.<br/><br/>Her cunt grasped around him in the most wonderful ways as he moved in and out of her.  Their bodies meeting made the most seductive wet noises.  Sam grinned for he knew intimately how wet she was, how she smelled and how she tasted . . . and apparently he was the first to witness her first two orgasms.  Now he was working hard to share her third with her.<br/><br/>Her mouth was more than just kissing him.  It seemed that way to him anyway.  Sam wasn’t at all clear why the kissed seemed different but it got to him . . . deeply.  His thrusts seemed stronger and her legs and arms seemed to be hugging him as their bodies moved together like the Spanish dancers he’d seen in Mexico when he was with the Rangers.<br/><br/>His hands were knotted in her bed linen above her head.  Sam used them as anchor points to pull himself into her as he spelled his legs.  She felt so good in every way he could think of as he got closer and closer to his release, His ass was clenching and his balls were tight against his groin.<br/><br/>“Irene . . . I’m so fucking close . . . cum with me . . . please.  Jesus but I want you.  Oh Irene . . . yes . . . oh god please . . . yes . . . oh god I really like fucking you . . . oh Irene . . . it’s more than fucking . . . cum for me.”<br/>