<div class="floatleft">(http://www.freequency.it/imgbank/articoli/caviezel-prisoner-1.jpg)</div>"How modest of you." Marc rubbed his pulsing bulbous head at her cheeks, over her forehead and slapped her other cheek. "But we can't have our new toy lacking the skillsets we need."<br/><br/><em>"...but I can do my best with my mouth...if you'd rather-."</em><br/><br/>Before she could finish her sentence, he pushed his cock between her lips, and didn't stop there. With his hands at the back of her head, he kept her head pulled so that his cock was all the way at the back of her mouth. He couldn't help but grunt with pleasure at the sensation, especially when he felt the resistance of the entrance to her throat.<br/><br/>"Well since you asked so nicely for it. What a good pet." He kept her head restrained at that level, reveling at her reaction. "I don't buy the false humbleness. This slutty little mouth of yours has to have seen some dicks in it."<br/><br/>He withdrew his cock only by a few inches to rub his tip along the inside of her cheek, making it bulge over and over as he poked at the velvety wetness.<br/><br/>"We're gonna need to train that throat of yours, though." He said just before he pulled her head to him and pushed his cock forward. His tip pushed through her tight throat entrance, and he gripped her hair with the blissful rush of her expression.