He might remember what he was going to say later. Maybe a lot later.

Her smile is playful as she reaches for the oil glands in her wings, expresses some onto her fingers. "Will feel so much better with a little lubrication," she tells him. She wraps her fingers loosely around his cock. "So hard for me already," she purrs, pleased. "Come whenever and however you like, my dear."

Whenever might be a problem, particularly if no one else has ever touched him like this before. The preening oil will help a bit with his 'staying power', but she knows how to stroke him JUST RIGHT for all that the strokes are slow....