Sprillia took a second to let her brain catch up. Just being told she could keep that toy almost got her off again. It wasn't her fault that her unconscious mind had already made a connection between it and the devastating orgasm(s) she just had. It definitely sounded like he was saying that he, or more likely they were interested in more directly helping her scratch THAT itch if she needed or wanted more.
"We have rules in place when it comes to other women. You won't be the first, nor the last even if we don't invite others as often now as we did in the past. The bed is only so big. The toys are not even that expensive other than Amelia's cyber one. She might fight you for it. Damn thing is almost as good as Husband's dick or tongue. Also, I think that most of us want to get bitten, but only if you are willing."
