Oh, yes, instructions are good, and she adjusts her grip to take advantage. Just there, under the head, the place where he seems to tense the most. He's thick in her hand, making her mouth water just thinking about it.

'Think you can, hmm?' She knows he can. She has no doubts whatsoever, but it wouldn't be them if there wasn't some push and pull.

She purrs, and her hips scribe gentle circles on his thigh, moving in time with her hand. Her grip tightens, pushing him a bit now, taking the whole length of him in long strokes.