The guitarist leaned back and watched with utter amazement and desire as she touched herself, and her shudders and moans spurred him further towards the edge. He usually didn't leave women to do that on their own, but she seemed to enjoy doing it to herself, so his hand stayed firmly planted on her hip, while his other left slight scratches up her other thigh. He let out a warning whimper that if she kept it up just like she was doing, there was very little chance he'd last out the next few minutes.