Hey. [His tone is quiet but commanding, demanding her attention.] I told you that I've got you, okay?
[He'd been trying to ease her into things, or maybe ease himself into things, but her pleading does succeed in one thing. Leaving the bathing suit on, he simply pushes the fabric to the side. Unsurprisingly, she's already slick and his fingers slip easily into her, pressing in up to his knuckles as he rubs his thumb over her clit.
Not wanting to make her wait, he tries to find a quick but steady rhythm for her.]
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[He'd been trying to ease her into things, or maybe ease himself into things, but her pleading does succeed in one thing. Leaving the bathing suit on, he simply pushes the fabric to the side. Unsurprisingly, she's already slick and his fingers slip easily into her, pressing in up to his knuckles as he rubs his thumb over her clit.
Not wanting to make her wait, he tries to find a quick but steady rhythm for her.]