Marco exploded inside her once again, just after her juices trickled down. He laid there for a brief moment, panting and trying to catch his wind again. "Now, what else should I order you to do, hmmm?" He asked, tapping his chin as he spoke. "Maybe I should order you to stay still," he threatened, tapping, but not tickling, the sole of her foot. After two orgasms, who knew how sensitive she would be. "Maybe I should order you on all fours? Throw some suggestions out there Bree, because, 'not allowing you to wear clothes for the next 24 hours' is actually starting to sound appealing."<br/><br/>He smiled up at her and propped himself on his elbows, gently suckling the breast he had bitten earlier while his fingers now lightly danced on the bottom of her foot.