Interesting. And irrelevant in this precise moment. Jim turns his attention back to her and the rhythm she's setting with her hips; she rolls forward and he makes sure his tongue firms up at the top of her push, softening to a lick as she retreats, pulsing against her with no real pressure. She's come once; it'll be better to let her build again in her own time.

He does slip his fingers back into her, though. She's there for the touching, so he's going to fucking touch her.