He quickly adjusts himself into a spooning position laying his hand on my outer thigh caressing and squeezing it making it mold in his hands like play dough. I then feel him give me a light pat. Even the lightest touch makes them wobble.

I'm so comfortable I scoot myself back into him just a bit more, brushing my bottom lightly against his member.

As soon as I brush against his member I feel it has already formed another firm tent. I then hear him apologize saying he already warned me especially if my thighs decided to jiggle or wobble in his hands. I then feel him give my outer thigh a couple more pats making them jiggle.

It was then I felt his member begin to pulsate rapidly. I then nearly lost my breath as I heard him try to stiffle what sounded like an impending moan. Although I was so comfortable cuddling I didn't want him to feel like he had to hold himself back so much in an attempt to please me.

(Did he try to ignore his tent and cuddle with or without success or did he try to enter between my legs with or without success)?

I feel him continue slowly caressing, squeezing and shaking my outer thigh while his tent began simultaneously pushing itself between my legs. I didn't try to stop him nor did I invite him in. I was too busy enjoying his hands on my outer thigh.

As slow as he was entering it seemed as if he took no time to get there. To my surprise (and pleasure) his thrusts were just as slow and gentle. It was a truly  out of this world experience feeling him hit all my most sensitive/pleasurable spots as he did so.

I was nearly lost in another dimension when I heard him say something I couldn't make out. I didn't try to focus on his words rather on every sensation that was now sending sparks of pleasure both up and down my spine (nearly but not quite exploding into fireworks).