She licks her own lips, watching Tony clean his fingers of her wetness; the action utterly attractive to her. "Yes," she agrees breathlessly at his murmurs in her ear, squirming restlessly in his lap. There's no way she can hold out another moment, her small hand pumping his cock once before taking her weight on her knees, her hand guiding the head of his shaft; she teases them both for a second with rubbing his tip to her sopping folds, moaning as the blunt head nudges her clit. Directing him a little lower, she finally feels him at her entrance and wastes no more time, slowly bearing down while her hand holds his cock steady. His head slips inside with ease, the sensation amazing. Pulling her hand away, she grasps his shoulders with both of them once more and keeps lowering herself over him with a pleasured groan, the stretch only mildly painful -- but even that only turns her on, loving the little sting of his thick cock pushing inside her wet heat until he's buried to the hilt. "Oh yeah, ohh...! Mmm, you feel so good inside me," she moans, squirming a little in his lap as she gives them both a moment to acclimate to the sensation.