“Ever since the day of your wedding Jane, I’ve wanted you so badly, I never understood why you married my brother and not me. I could have pleased you in so many more ways and what’s more you even gave me a blow job behind the chapel. Why was that anyways? Why on the day that you married my brother did you choose to give in and go down on me? Why not before? That could have been us at the alter! Obviously Len would never have forgiven me, but what’s in a brother anyway? I can’t fuck him! …… What are you looking at?”
Jane’s eyes were fixated on the huge bulge in Stephen’s pants, the look on her face told him that he had not made a mistake by bringing this all out into the open. Before Jane could say a word Stephen was tearing off her shirt and throwing her onto his brother’s bed. Fortunately for Stephen and Jane, Len had a job that took him out of town a lot. They both knew that this would not be the last time this would occur.
Jane smiled evilly as Stephen bared her soft, smooth flesh and began kissing her neck ravenously. He began working his way down her body, stopping at sensuous places and making sure that Jane knew that he could please her greatly. She acknowledged his efforts by moaning loud and drawn out sounds of ecstasy. When Stephen at last reached Jane’s “pleasure center” with out hesitation he buried his face right in .
His tongue lashed in and out, Jane knew from this moment that Stephen was able to please her much more than Len was. Stephen was incredibly talented with his tongue, he’d certainly done this a few times before. Jane was not even nearly ready to come yet and Stephen knew this, so he worked his way back up to her neck and drew back for a moment so that he could remove his outer layer.