She finds she likes being held, as he does this, and she also likes the way he tucks into her hair. It's a nice contrast of intimate and sweet with lewd and mindless. She moans softly as his cock rubs against the whole of her vulva and clit; the friction leaves a warm residual tingling that adds to her pleasure with every pass, and the thickness of his cock does well to stimulate all she has.

She makes sort of a shell with her hand, guiding the direction of his cock when he pushes it through to stay firmly upward—inadvertantly providing some additional stimulation for the head of his dick. Particularly lovely is the rolling pass of his glans, the ridge catching her clit—which is the sensation she's aiding with this gesture. Her opening aches painfully, but delightfully; she ignores it, wanting her own desperation to escalate.

For this, she thinks, it's good that Lauren's cock is so large.