Mark laughed softly as she took the stairs ahead of him and he followed her up; his shirt falling to the stairs. "I just love how eager you are for me." he teased her as he followed her into the bedroom.<br/><br/>The bedroom was typically male, white walls, dark stained trim and a couple of prints on the walls. The dresser and chest were of loveingly crafted black walnut with a clear gloss coat and the bed was a big king with a straightforward blanket and pillow set on it. Not a lot of frills, but the plasma on the wall at the foot of the bed suggested something.<br/><br/>He kicked off his shoes as she dropped back to the bed and lifted her legs, "Hmmm." he said and paused as he looked at her from between her spread legs, "Hard decisions." he said as he unbuttoned his pants and kicked them off... not surprisingly, he had gone commando for her. His grin grew as her hand caressed down her body and teased her asshole through her panties and his cock began to rise again, "Pussy first," he said softly, "Then I'm thinking a nice, long exploration of that little hole." he said as his hands ran down the back of her thighs and he knelt on the floor, "Gotta do something about these." he whispered as he ran a finger along the edge of her panties and worked a finger under it to trace her folds, "When was the last time you got eaten Baby?" he asked and pulled the material aside and leaned in to run his tongue along her lips, "How bad do you want it Trish?" he asked as he ran his tongue along her again and found her clit.