After a few moments of the best head he’d ever gotten, he groaned and pushed her face away. He pulled out of her and rolled her over onto her back, then sat astride her chest and stroked his cock in his fist. You jizz “Anne.” she whispered. She came in right away, still covered in his sperm. “You can stop me whenever you want. “Ohh, yeah, such a good girl.”
He knew that telling her this would help undo the early programming her mother had instilled in her. “I’m not sure I want to keep you anymore.”
“What…?” she whispered. “I don’t want to go. “Of my own free will, I’m leaving.”
“Is that really what you want to do?” he asked. “Please, you have to make me stop!!”
“I don’t want to.” he grunted.
