Irene licked her lips as Sam worked over her back, licking and kissing. The run around her waist had her shivering, drawing up straighter as the thrill washed through her.<br/><br/>Cool air on her ass and she heard Sam sigh.  Irene smiled.  He liked her ass.  She bit her lower lip and then jerked as his warm lips touched her rear cheeks with moist kisses.<br/><br/>She looked down as he removed the skirt, shifting to allow him to ease it from under each of her legs.  His hands were everywhere.<br/><br/>Irene felt like she might go mad with want of his cock in her if he didn’t stop, soon.  And, then he was on his back, under her, between her legs.  She looked down at him as he intently examined her.  Fingers and then his mouth explored areas he already knew well.  But, he was slow, diligent in his exploration.  He lifted his head and his tongue touched her and Irene jerked in surprise.  She’d expected it.  But, the anticipation was so great that the reality was beyond her expectation.<br/><br/>When his finger slid into her she moved, almost against her will; fucking his hand slowly, slightly.  Tongue and finger moved over her and she was softly moaning, little grunts of pleasure.<br/><br/>Sam moved and he was below her, in view as his finger continued to claim her.  She stared at him as he told her what he wanted.<br/><br/>“Oh....Sam...” Irene breathed out his name.  She looked down as he guided his cock head to her entrance and she shivered at the sight.  “Mmmm...” she said, moving minimally down, taking the head inside and halting, lifting up to lower back and just take those last two inches.  She smiled at Sam.<br/><br/>“I like being in the driver’s seat, Mr. Markham,” Irene admitted, her voice soft.  “I do, indeed.”  She got a wider grip on the head rail and looked down at the man as she eased up and down, teasing his cock with a hint of warmth as her nether lips closed around him, kissing his cock before she lifted off of him.<br/><br/>Her smile was pleased, her eyes lit from within as she watched Sam watch himself disappear into her and reappear.  She chuckled low.<br/><br/>When he looked at her, Irene very deliberately slid fully onto him, settling on his groin with him planted deep within.  Her stomach muscles contracted, her thighs strained to close against his sides, but she held them wide, settling down on him, her hips rotating slowly as she ground herself against him.<br/><br/>“Sam, you feel real good there,” she said.  “Big and hard.  Do you like it, Sam?  Want me to do something more than spin around on you?”<br/><br/>Irene released the headboard with one hand, flexing her fingers for a moment before slipping her hand down her belly to part her folds a bit more, hunting that spot Sam found so easily.<br/><br/>She gasped slightly as a finger grazed the spot, but couldn’t find it again.  It was inherently frustrating that Sam did so without seeming to try; it was her own body.  She lightened her touch and sighed, finding the spot once more.<br/><br/>Irene began to slowly fuck him as she grew even wetter with her own manipulation.  She watched him, moving higher, and faster on his cock.  She gave up her grip on the headboard and braced her hands on his shoulders, legs and hips working in a sort of figure 8 move, making each stroke count.<br/><br/>“Please fuck us, Irene...god knows how I need to cum in you,” Sam said.<br/><br/>It was all she needed to hear, leaning down to kiss him, her arms sliding around his neck as she slid her tongue into his mouth, matching the pace of her hips moving her cunt over his cock.  Her clit was so swollen it seemed every movement caused it to be rubbed and Irene rode out the first orgasm, breathing soft screams into Sam’s mouth as she fucked him hard, pushing up to get better leverage, hating to lift her lips from his, which had tasted of her, but now tasted of their kisses.<br/><br/>She could feel her tits jerk as he pounded down onto him, her pussy clenching around him, working to enhance that natural grip with some additional clenching as she rode him as he’d asked.<br/><br/>“Oh, hell, Sam...yeah...you feel so good in me....”  She leaned her head back and her hips jerked back and forth shortly as she rode the last of the wave.<br/><br/>“Oh, baby, you make me crazy,” she said, leaning down to kiss him once more, riding his length slowly, her pussy stroking him as it still clutched his cock.<br/><br/>“D’you feel like you might be close?” Irene asked, grinning.  "Cuz, I probably can keep this slow pace up for a long time..."<br/>