Sure...

You control your grip on his cock with precision, milking not only his cum out of it, but the answer you want to hear as well...

"S...Sure...." He whimpers as he thrusts his hips, his small cock fucking your grip...

"Yay!" You say playfully, happy at getting your way, and happy at having broken him down... You feel his miniscule dick begin to sputter into your hand, the warm sticky little load running down your skin as he lays there, no doubt imagining what will happen tonight...

You wipe your hand on his chest, leaving behind a shiny trail of his semen on his skin...

"Why don't you and little guy go clean up while I text her and get ready" you tell him, getting up out of the bed... He lays there for a while before heading for the bathroom...