Gabriella just shook her head at Henry, as if he was wrong about her, but she beamed at his words. She would never get tired of hearing him say them. He moved, then, and Gabriella just let Henry do whatever he wanted -- again -- because it wasn't like she knew what to do. She could kiss and maybe do a few things Henry had taught her, but all of this? It was all new to her and she gasped at how deep his cock was able to go once she was twisted all around.
"Oh my God," she groaned, squeezing him as tightly as she possibly could. "You feel so good... hard..." She babbled a little bit, then bit her lip so she wouldn't be too loud once Henry started thrusting again.