[thoughtless]

He grunted as her hands cupped his distended belly. She always seemed to find it. More than not he awoke with her curled around it. Indeed she found it more pleasing than he did. She was the only one he allowed to touch it. Not even his dresser had that privilege.
He felt her move with his touch, welcoming his mouth and his fingers. He bucked his hips forward as she found his length, letting it linger against her hand.

"Oh, yes..." he hummed, meeting her lips with his. "This is indeed a start." He kissed her deeper, tasting her with his tongue, and lingering, hoping to capture a her subtle moan as he slid his finger deeper. One. Then another. Lazily toying with her depth. Enjoying her wetness on his skin. "Though, it seems you have not quite done your best." He guided her hand back and forth across the bulge of his semi erect cock. "How ever will you make it up to me?"