Fuck. He couldn't touch himself? This was going to be harder than he thought, in both meanings of the term. However, clearing his throat, he nodded.
"Agreed." Then he smirked. "Darling, you say that like it's going to be difficult." He felt her foot wrap around his leg and he grinned like a fucking moron, reaching underneath the table with one hand to grasp her ankle. "You want me to tell you, hmm?" Pretending to think about it, he tapped the fingers of his free hand on his chin. "I think I want you to go down on her. Till she's screaming. And possibly vice versa. And then I want you to fuck her with something, I don't care what."