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</div><b>Name:</b>Marcus Heidrich<br/><b>Age:</b>28<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Heterosexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>München, Germany<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Monday, 5th of July 2021, late evening.<br/><b>Location:</b>Interview room<br/><b>Wearing:</b>Claire's scent<br/><b>Coupled With:</b>Grace<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Claire (<a class="username" data-user-id="3317" data-username="Mehlia" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/3317/">Mehlia</a>)<br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><div style="text-align: justify"><br/>
Though chances were not as common for Marcus as it were for others to enjoy the pleasures of oral sex, he was always far more inclined to give it. There was an unusual gratification in knowing that he is making someone feel good... That, and the unique taste of one's being. In Claire's case, he simply wanted her to feel good, he wanted her to have the moment to be remembered and for that, he was happy to go to any distance. Every moment he spent licking her moist was a moment of pure euphoria.<br/>
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It was his belief that he would remain like this for a while, though being pulled from his position and pushed onto the bed added a new height for excitement. When Claire pulled his pants down, Marcus inhaled sharply, becoming acutely aware that he was entirely exposed to her, with nothing more left to hide. And still, she managed to cross the limit of what he thought would be erotic. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"Oh, mein Gott..."</span> he mumbled with a mixture of groan when her lips touched his manhood. Every muscle decided to check if it works and tensed for a brief moment before relaxing again.<br/>
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But there was that smile of her, that, mischievous smile that he could not ignore. He tried to relax and lie down, to let her do her erotic magic... and yet her words echoed in his head and he was idle for a few more moments, just to feel a bit more of her tongue. But he wanted and needed her and he pushed himself up in a sitting position, taking her by her hands. It was not a forceful grab, but rather, he took her hand as a dancer would take the hand of his partner. The pull led her up and onto his lap and Marcus got a hold of her soft behind once more, guiding her onto his shaft. The tip teased her, poking her lips, threatening to enter only to slip a bit up or down, by his own design.<br/>
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He took a deep breath just as the tip was finally ready to slide into her. His lips pressed against hers and he kissed her deeply, wildly, trying to distract her long enough until she was fully sitting onto his lap. A soft moan escaped into the kiss, his chest pressed hard against her breasts. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"Did I tell you..."</span> he said in broken voice... a fitting tone for someone whose mind was broken by this marvelous woman <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"smile suits you..."</span> He bit her lower lip before burying his face into her neck, inhaling the delicate scent of her skin. The grip on her ass tightened and he pulled her up, slowly, gently, allowing Claire to feel the movement of his veiny member along her inner walls before the gravity would take over and he would let her slide down slowly again.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"You should smile more often..."</span> he said again, kissing her right under her left ear <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"You are beautiful when you smile..."</span>​</div>