*No...* He shudders. Moans again, and even laughs a little. *But then, men do not have the advantage of...*

Touch sensation slides up her thigh, between her legs. He can feel her body pressed so close against his, and it helps him orient. He slides a psychic finger into her, slowly, exploring. Teasing down her folds, then up again, and rubbing lightly in the juices over her clit.