Lauren came back slowly from a deep sleep. Firmly wrapped around her waist was Franks muscular arm and she just lay there for a while watching the motes of dust dance in the early morning light which was streaming into the little bedroom through the gap in the curtains. She smiled, thinking she could get used to this. Frank had asked her to stay with him after all, and as premature as it seemed, the idea had appeal.  She snuggled deeper into Franks embrace, relishing the warmth of his body against hers and closed her eyes again.<br/><br/>A few minutes later, just as she was beginning to fall off to sleep again she felt a firmness begin to grow by her soft, luscious bottom. Frankie was sprouting morning wood. Now Lauren, was trying ignore the thickening, lengthening pole  which was relentlessly but ever so enticingly pushing against the pillowy cheeks of her very round buttocks, but memories from the previous night’s activities burgeoned in and ....<br/><br/>Lauren rubbed against Franks erection wondering is he was awake or not. She was awake and wet. And wanting. She wanted him. He wouldn’t mind...would he? Just a little nudge... he was so hard!  Lauren stealthily changed position until she had lined up his hard member with her wet sex and then began to lower herself on to him. She closed her eyes as she felt his thick head part her lips and moaned softly.<br/><br/>Yes... moving in with him was a definite possibility!