His hand slides up to her hip when she rocks them forward, though not with enough pressure to try to keep her still. He wouldn't right now, when all his attention is on doing whatever he can to make her feel good, the events of earlier in the day too distant to keep hold of right now even if he wanted to. Jerry's grateful for it. Later, it'll start coming back, he's sure, but for now, this is infinitely preferable. Tongue still working inside her, he moves steadily, eyes half-shut. The only downside here is that he'd watch her more if he could get a better look at her from this vantage point. It's still more than worth it, just to know he can get to her like this, however much that might not be new.