Gabriella's body was shaking and the cries of pleasure were filling his ears and Henry found it was getting more and more difficult to concentrate on what Gabriella was saying. The feeling of fucking her this way, with almost complete abandon, clouded his thoughts almost completely. But enough did get through and Henry bent his head closer to her.
"It's all right, sweetheart, it's all right..." he murmured, the soft sweet words a counter to the wild coupling.
At Gabriella's question, he slowed his rhythm slightly, stroking into her longer and more deliberately. "Such an eager student," Henry rasped. "All right, your word for today is 'cunt'. As in, 'play with your cunt, sweetheart, while I fuck you'."