Frank closed his eyes and his head went back as Lauren's soft, cool hand gripped him.<br/><br/>"Sweet Jesus," he whispered.<br/><br/>Her fingers grasped him. She said he was big. Frank had no point of reference so he took her at her word.<br/><br/>He was stiff as a board and engorged with passion. So the festivities needed to move forward.<br/><br/>Frank guided into her slowly, the hair on his chest scraping gently against the redhead's tummy. His eyes rolled back into his head.<br/>She felt so fucking good.<br/><br/>The first few pumps into her were slow and deliberate. Frank wanted this to last.<br/><br/>He looked down at her. "My God," he said, stroking her hair. "You're beautiful."