I am 6'4" tall, work out regularly, women find me attractive and I have had my share of great sex and friendships. The best sex comes from great frien...s.The phone rings. It's Sandy from nearby. She is the woman of my dreams but I have never hit on her. She is fifteen years younger, has a husband, Gottfreid, and now has a baby who is a three months old. Gottfreid works for a multinational, travels a lot and makes big money. Sandy is 5'6" with an hourglass figure which is fuller now after. It’s kind of gross.”“Jessie, note the key word, step. He isn’t really your brother.”“Still gross. And equally gross is his cum is still running out of me and down my leg.”Stephanie looked at down at my legs and I saw a small twinkle in her eye form. “Well, if you don’t want your step-brother to get you pregnant…”Stephanie got down on her knees. Her mouth just inches away from my thighs. I felt the light brush of her tongue near my knee. She slowly but sensually licked her way up to the top. She kicked up one leg and wiggled her foot at me. I knelt and removed her stiletto. She reversed her legs and raised the other foot in the same fashion. I removed that shoe then ran my hands up her slender leg until my fingertips were just past the top of the stocking and touching the bare skin of her thigh. With just a small amount of encouragement, I could have cum right there from just the soft, supple feel of her skin. Instead, I focused on the task and slowly slid the stocking down her. Only by breathing in deeply and exhaling deeply could I get fresh air at all, and yet my corset and the pressure on my chest of the inflatable pressure cocoon all conspired to make this as difficult and exhausting as possible.I quickly realised that the bung that had been inserted into my gag was designed to prevent me filling my breathing mask with drool, though it also restricted my rate of inhalation to a minor degree.I felt the warmth of Lindsay's breath through my hoods as she pressed her.