Alan could hear Frank moaning from beneath her. “Oh! Uuuuh! Uuurm yea! Mmn!” Then Frank reached down her arm by the elbow. “Oh! Stop! Stop; ease... up…” he panted. “Here, crawl off me,” he ordered, sounding out of breath. Obediently she released his member and swung her legs off of him. Frank shifted quickly to a sitting position. Amy’s body partially blocked him from view but Alan could still see Frank run his finger down her slit. “You’re dripping!” he exclaimed. Amy tittered, the squeaked. Her. "I told her I loved her too and that I would be the best husband and father I could possibly be. I decided I would do my best and take care of my family. I was actually getting excited about being a father. I was going to make this work.We made love on the bed. I asked her about having sex while she was pregnant. She said the doctor told her it shouldn't be a problem. She could have sex right up to delivery as long as she wasn't hurting from it.On Sunday I went to her house. We were all sitting. ” So saying, I settled myself onto a barstool in the center of the bar at the Cherokee Grill.Around me my fellow police officers laughed. Mack Waterhouse, the owner of the bar and a former MPD lieutenant, came over and smiled. “Feel free to tell your friendly bartender what your problem is, Grim. Just make sure you buy a beer while doing so.”I snorted a laugh and pointed at a tap. To my right, Creighton Matthews was working on a beer and grinning at me. “What are you doing here? You haven’t. The cracks of two pairs of buttocks to be spread wide and two inviting holes to first insert a soapy finger into then after rinsing off to be licked and probed with a tongue.Now that the first desperate rush to fill whatever hole was available or to suck whichever hard cock caught the eye dissipated, we moved into gentler motions where more attention was paid to preventing early emission and to prolonging the sensations as long as possible. Now was the time for using the tongue to probe the.