[ Jim's still coming down from his orgasm when she picks up her pace again. He grits his teeth, his hands holding onto her hips tightly, his eyes lingering between her legs to watch her touch herself.
Eventually he looks up, when she speaks to him, and he leans in and tips his head up to brush his lips across her neck. ] You're so beautiful like this, Mary... love it when you touch yourself. Come on... [ He mouths at her jaw lazily. ] Let me hear you.
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Eventually he looks up, when she speaks to him, and he leans in and tips his head up to brush his lips across her neck. ] You're so beautiful like this, Mary... love it when you touch yourself. Come on... [ He mouths at her jaw lazily. ] Let me hear you.