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Tony stretches out his legs straight behind her, allowing her to straddle him comfortably and take what she wants at last. He watches with glassy eyes, a tiny whimper ekeing from his lips as she finally takes him inside, seeming just as overwhelmed by the moment. He loves the feeling of her hands on his shoulders, the way she covers and surrounds him so that he feels like no more than an instrument for her explicit pleasure. "Yes..." he agrees, words escaping him then as one hand climbs up, skimming over her backside before settling into the dip of her lower back. Sitting up even a little more, he nudges his hips up against hers, not trying to go deeper but just shifting, eager to get to the next stage as ever. He bites into his lip and slowly lifts his other hand to cup a breast, squeezing while he meets her eyes.