There was no hiding the heat in his eyes when he looked over at them. "Peggy, if there's anything I know about you, it't that you wouldn't give in if he stole your top, or your bottoms, or both, and squeal like most dames would. You'd stand up and strut off as if you were clothed from neck to ankle." He began rolling his hips just a little into each pump of his fist.
A little husky chuckle rumbled in his chest. "Maybe he just likes to be watched just as much as he likes to watch." His free hand drew the towel that wasn't too far away up and over his knees. Not blocking their view, but blocking others, as he spread his legs a little. And let just the tip of his engorged cock peek out of the top of his shorts as he massaged it.