Mary Ellen would have to admit-she missed him when Stevie stepped off the bed. She turned her head to watch him undress as much as she could but missed some bits, unable to twist just right to see him without straining. She couldn't help giggling a tiny bit though, when he started hopping around to get his feet out of his jeans.
He laugh faded though, quickly replaced by a breathy moan when he pulled the toy out. She might have been willing to admit, she missed that too, though she hoped not for long.
She felt his cock brush her as he leaned over and she arched her back deeper to seat it against the cleft of her ass, rubbing it slowly as she rolled her hips. "I'll...have to keep that in mind." she panted, tossing her hair to one side and looking back over her shoulder to him.