"That's right. They call him Big Eddie anaconda the python in his pants." Mark managed to say the line without rolling his eyes.<br/><br/>When she arched into his groping of her breast, he had to fight down a grin. This was working out better than he'd hoped -- this was a repressed firecracker, all right.<br/><br/>"Yeah?" He reached his left hand down under Helena, then pulled her across his lap. "This ass?" He pulled her skirt up roughly, exposing her, then smacked her ass with his hand. "That's too bad. This is a nice ass. Big Eddie would ruin it. He'd stick his python right up there without any lube or anything." He smacked her ass again, then kneaded it as Linda moved in to get a close-up, then back out.<br/><br/>"But I'll help you out." He lifted her back up, and somehow in doing so got his hand inside her bra, pulling it down to expose her left breast. "You're too pretty to let Eddie ruin you." Standing up from off the couch, Mark put one hand on the back of Helena's head, pulling her close to his crotch. "Show me what you can do with that pretty mouth." Linda went down on her knees, moving in close so Helena's face and Mark's crotch were all that was in frame.