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He sits up even more so he can push deeper, leaning his face against hers as he goes. God, this is hot, and they haven't even gotten to the main event yet. The way she moves against him steals breath from his lungs and any words he could have said, instead focusing on adding his first finger to the fray. He pumps slower with two fingers, going nice and easy to let her get used to the stretch before beginning to move them apart a bit inside her, stretching further. She's probably ready but he wants to be absolutely sure, and this step certainly isn't a chore for him in the least.