I could feel my panties soaking through. He repeated the process with my other arm. Then he started to kiss my neck, it started to give me goose bumps... I hadn’t felt this way in years. He worked his way down my neck to my bra, then kissed my stomach working is way down to my panties. When he got there, I heard him take in a deep breath, then he let out a sound of satisfaction, as if he were happy that I was wet. Then he started to work his way down my legs, and did the same thing with my toes. Yes! Agghh,” said Frankie.I pulled my dick out and pushed it back in.“Frankie, are you ready for the rest of me? I want to fuck you slow so you can feel every inch of my dick in your sweet ass.”“Agghhhh. Yes, Zak! Come on and push the rest in. Fuck me,” said Frankie.Slowly I was pushing my hard cock in and watched it slip into his tight hole. I could feel the grip of his muscles around my dick.“Oh, baby. Yes. Fuck me slow! Do it, Zak. Make me feel good. Please,” said Frankie.I had my cock far. There was room on the drive for them to park side-by-side.Jo followed Pete into the house, while John took their things out of the car. It was a spacious three-bedroom semi, in a leafy suburb. They'd obviously been in a hurry that morning, so the house was as they'd left it. Julie had been asleep when her water broke, but luckily they had been using a plastic under-sheet, as a precaution. Jo helped Pete strip the bed and change the soiled bedding, which she carried downstairs to the washing. I teased saying I was glad to see he was soft and that I had worried about sleeping beside him the way he used to be. He said he had not had a hard-on for longer than he could recall. We finally fell off to sleep, and I was sleeping on my side turned to the wall with my back to Dave. Despite the heat being on the room was cold and the blanket was not doing much on the bed. I woke up slightly feeling Dave's body heat against me. If felt good but he was snoring and obviously still sleeping.