<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Gabi...yessss..." He moaned quietly, his body giving a shiver from her warm kisses and attentive licks. He kept his hands to his sides for now, not wanting to interrupt her, though the temptation to put his hands on her head was overwhelming.<br/><br/>When his tip pushed between her lips, his head fell backwards and he grunted with delight. He was so horny that he had to tell himself to not to pull her head down to take the whole thing, which judging by her petite frame would travel well into her throat, a thought that also delighted him but that he would never demand.<br/><br/>He grunted longingly, trying to watch her wonderful work but at the same time the pleasure making his eyes try and close. The happy expression on her face was making everything she did twice as pleasurable. Nothing compared to the enjoyment she was showing, except perhaps the warmth of her teasing mouth, the mischievous tongue of hers, or her soft lips. His cock pulsed between those lips and he could hear himself muttering her name under his breath.<br/><br/>Finally, a hand moved to hold her cheek softly as she moved her lips along his member. It ran across her cheek into her hair, around her where her neck met the bottom of the back of her head.  He remembered how she had liked his insistence before. He feigned to do so to keep the hair out of her eyes, which he wanted to look at desperately.  Truly, though, the feeling of his hand along the back of her head, his hand moving along with her actions, made everything so much more potent. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Nothing made the pretty blonde happier more than pleasuring Marc at that moment. Her brown eyes flashed up to look at him when he placed his hand on her cheek, to hold her head softly and 'guide' her just a bit. Which she enjoyed immensely!  She bobbed expertly on his thick shaft...taking a little bit more with each down stroke. Her soft tongue swirled as she bobbed, offering him a different, ever changing sensation.<br/><br/>She kept this up for a few minutes, then she switched tactics. She pulled off of him, quite regretfully, with a soft little pop. Her suck swollen lips quirked into a naughty little grin as she looked up at him. Her pink tongue darted out, to dance along the length of the bottom of his manhood, licking a trail down, down, to his heavy balls. She gave them a teasing lick, then quickly followed with a soft sprinkling of kisses, then licks. She wanted to give him so much pleasure...so much delicious attention!