Disclaimer: This story is fiction. The characters in this story are a product of the author's imagination, though some of them have the names of real people and bear some resemblance to their namesakes. Nothing here should be taken as speculations, facts, wishes or assumptions about any actual person or relationship. Some language and incidents may not be appropriate for the sensitive reader.
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The Undertaker woke up later that night from caresses from Jan. She was sliding down his body, kissing her way to where she wanted to be. She had stopped at his waist when he woke. He started to sit up. Jan placed her hands on his chest shaking her head no.
He laughed and decided to let her have her way, this time. Jan wrapped her lips around him using her tongue to play with the tip of his shaft. She slid him as far as she could in her mouth without choking and started working her way back up. On the upward stroke, she used her tongue to add more pressure. She tried lightly raking her teeth on his rod to just see what he reaction would be.
"I see now why Kane reacted like he did. You're amazing." He could feel her smile around him.
How could one person make him so happy? He had his share of women all over. None had made him feel this way. If he was not careful, someone would get hurt.
She worked on pleasuring him with her mouth for a few minutes more.
When she was ready, she sat up. Crawling on her hands and knees, she went up to give him a kiss before sitting back. He placed his hands on her waist. She raised herself up to where she was hovering above his cock.