With his fingers rubbing her clit, Gabriella's writhing would have become thrashing if not for Henry's arm keeping her with him. Though from his vantage point, he could see nothing of their coupling, Henry did have a view of his girlfriend's small hand toying with one breast, then the other. A low growl reverberated against Gabriella's shoulder as he watched, his hips' rhythm gaining speed.
"Then do it," Henry rasped after her words. "Don't hold it in, sweetheart. Come for me."
He rubbed at her faster, fingertips making tiny, quick circles even as his cock slid in and out of her. As the orgasm struck, Henry pushed hard, burying himself in Gabriella's pussy and clutching her tight as she came.