[Who is she going to tell? The bartender? It's not like she knows his last name or anything much about him other than how he fucks, but Angela nods, simply agreeing for his comfort.]
Tell me stop whenever.
[This time, as Angela regains her position between his thighs, she sucks on her fingers first and then his cock, pressing her wet fingers just against his ass. She doesn't push in or move much; she wants him to get comfortable with the idea of anything being in the area period. Let him lead her where he wants to go.]
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Tell me stop whenever.
[This time, as Angela regains her position between his thighs, she sucks on her fingers first and then his cock, pressing her wet fingers just against his ass. She doesn't push in or move much; she wants him to get comfortable with the idea of anything being in the area period. Let him lead her where he wants to go.]