Mara felt a strange sense of pride when he told her that she did well. She loved it when he praised her, she absolutely could not get enough. At this point she would do almost anything just to hear him praise her and have him pull her close to him. When she thought about it, she'd already almost done virtually everything for him. He'd whored her out already, how much worse could that get? And even then, she knew that if he wanted her to sleep with another man, she would do it for him. She grinned at him and nuzzled his neck gently, draping herself across him, "I hoped I was okay. You know I'm new at it,"