"Yeah, sure, sweetheart. Whatever you want," he said with a moan and a grin, his hips pumping up slowly towards her hand. If she wanted to sit on his face and ride his tongue or if she wanted to sit on his lap and ride his cock, he wasn't going to complain either way.
There were bowls full of various types of condoms littered around the room, if she needed one. Dams weren't required and he was more than glad for that as he shared the taste of the previous woman with her. The uy in him took that moment to give a particularly brutal thrust that had him moaning against her mouth and twitching in her hand. "Fuck," he razors as soon as they broke apart. "Whatever you want, you got it."