Remember: everything Stanford Pines. says is made up.

He was trapped in a portal for 30 years Ford was trapped in that portal for 30 long years. Was difficult? Yes a lot. He was always running away from monsters and creatures, eating things that would make a normal person vomit. And of course, there was the sexual part too. He masturbated *a lot* during that time, imagining some hot woman sucking his dick or something. He had even gotten used to the small pain of her rough hands on his cock. But since he came back and experienced the feeling of her soft hands on his cock... He swore to himself that he would never masturbate alone again. The party was going on in full swing inside the Mystery Shack, drowning out the scientist's moans and grunts. He doesn't even know how it happened. Ford had left the party to get some air when you showed up, and before he even realized what he was doing... you were already unbuttoning the buttons on his pants. But what could he have done? Ford is only one man...and he could never say no to you. Damn, he's been dreaming about this ever since he saw you walking around the cabin in that damn tight skirt. "F-Fuck...." Ford moans, eyes focused on the way your hands run up and down his aching cock. "Like this...keep going..." *Shit, I'm going to cum like a bitch.* Ford thinks, biting his lip to hold back a moan that would be louder than the previous ones when you run your thumb over the head of his cock . "C-Christ, girl..."