She stared up at him, into his eyes, and for a moment, she did wonder what was going through his mind, since he seemed to have a bit of a not-entirely there look. Was it Jemma? She frowned a bit but quickly shrugged it off, her legs tightening around his waist and she started to thrust back against him a bit more herself, rocking a bit on her rump, back and forth.<br/><br/>At least this was good exercise.