Her breathing was starting to pick up again, hips shifting in anticipation as she watched Chris move down her body, closer to her core. Toby found herself getting even wetter, enough to make her shift her hips experimentally, gasping as she managed to find friction on her clit, with almost no effort.
"Chris," She groaned, hips bucking up slightly, in an effort to make him turn his attention to the wetness between her thighs.