Hmmm, that all sounds nice, but I still don't know if I believe you. Maybe you like me, or maybe you just like looking at my ass.
I'm beginning to rethink this whole weekend of fun I suggested, you're not the guy I thought you were.
What? You are? Fine, one last chance to convince me; you've got five minutes. Keep you're hands away from your cock. This is about you convincing me what a good boy you are, not about pleasuring yourself.
Go ahead, beg me to stay here and keep playing with you.