Toby was still focusing on Chris, nibbling at his ear, hands drifting over his hips and ass. She couldn't help but scoff a few soft chuckles as being called 'his' Toby, but the sight of him forcing the other man to clean his hand was a definite turn on, and she could feel the wetness start to build between her thighs again.
"And what are you thinking of letting him do to me, baby?" Her voice held a tone of amusement, and just a dash of reproach, but she didn't seem against Chris calling the shots.