Henry opened every sense he had as Gabriella came. Everything he could see or hear or feel added to his own pleasure. He remained still, letting his girlfriend do all the moving, her body slowing from writhing to shaking to trembling and then at last to stillness. As he felt Gabriella's breathing deepen and slow, Henry made a note to try the same thing at some point with her in view of a mirror.
"That was beautiful," he whispered, lips against Gabriella's ear. Before Henry could say more, she was moving his hand from between her legs and bringing it to her mouth. He watched as her tongue slid over the glistening fingertips, Henry's cock twitching inside her as he took in the view. Craning his neck, Henry tasted her wetness from his fingers as well before kissing Gabriella and sharing.