Marcus
Marcus's smirk turned into one of genuine satisfaction as his lips stretched and his eyes widened as she turned around to face him. He took a moment to take in her well endowed form. Then, his eyes returned to their neutral state and his lips curled into a focused frown.
"I think ill finish what I started," he said, violently shoving her to the ground. He climbed on top of her, making a seat out of her pelvis. Then, he placed two hands on her abs and began rubbing them, increasing the power with each cycle of his movement. The firmness of her belly was almost addictive to touch and he felt himself getting more excited as he increased his strength. The noises didn't help either. IF she looked at his crotch, she would be able to see his rod trying desperately to pierce his pants.
Once he was satisfied with her belly, he moved to her chest, preforming a motion that pushed the two together and pulled them apart, all while pressing down with his powerful triceps. After a solid minute or two of his massage, he pulled his hands away. Then, he leaned in and whispered in her ear. "Now, as for what I have in mind... Well, it depends on what you think you can take."