[She grins into his pulse, thumb sliding over the head of Stan's cock, and huffs a laugh into his skin.]
You can still say no, Stan.
[Her fingers work lower, massaging the underside of his shaft, cupping his balls, all the while sucking a mark out on his skin, He can tell her to stop whenever he wants, but she's very much hoping he won't have cause to do so.]
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You can still say no, Stan.
[Her fingers work lower, massaging the underside of his shaft, cupping his balls, all the while sucking a mark out on his skin, He can tell her to stop whenever he wants, but she's very much hoping he won't have cause to do so.]