Harold was still in the hazy, thoughtless afterglow of his orgasm as Sally lifted her fingers and licked almost seductively at his come. His eyes widened slightly, and that image quickly burned itself into his memory. "Fuck..Sal.." Panting and blushing, he grinned slightly and shifted to ease his slowly shrinking erection, and to get better access between Sally's legs.
Now he had come, Harold found his brain much clearer and much more focused on her pleasure. He stroked her clit in a slow circle before searching lower. He knew enough about woman to know what to seek out, and it took only a few seconds before he slipped his middle finger inside of her. Had he not just come, Harold certainly would've been at that moment. She felt incredible! "Is that ok?" He breathed, curling upwards, watching her face so he could tell what she liked, and what he needed to keep doing.