George brushed his lips to her temple, snorting a sudden soft laugh. "God. Just a little awkward." He stroked idly at her skin as they cooled, their breathing slowing.
She shifted and he moaned against her hair. "No. God. You have no idea how good it feels. So glad I got the big one..." He smiled, eyes twinkling again, then kissed her. "But c'mon, let's get you moved a bit..." He began slowly untangling himself from around her, nudging her to straighten a little, then slid both hands down his body to cup himself, surround her cock with his fingers.
She was huge. George bit his lip, then took a breath. "Slow, okay? You're not soft and squishy." He chuckled faintly, lifting his head to see if he could watch, and he stroked gentle fingers over his skin while she pulled out of him.
It felt like a loss. An ache. An emptiness... With any luck she'd fill it for him again. George scooted himself back more properly on the bed with a wince, then smiled.
Oh yeah. He was going to be sore... Maybe for days.