A few minutes later, the video was over and she asked me to help her up off the ball. After she gained her footing, I then helped her sit down on the floor where she could stretch out.
“Mark, would it bother you if I took off my bra?” she asked, stretching an arm over her head.
I laughed. “What do you think? But won’t James mind just a little?”
“Oh, he had to go to the garage for a few hours. It’s just you and me, bro.” She said, smiling.
“Uh, well, yeah. Go ahead. Please!” I said.
She laughed, then reached down and pulled the edge of her bra up, releasing her full breasts, then pulled the wet fabric over her head and tossed it to the side.
“Oh my gosh! That thing was killing me!” she said, cradling her naked breasts in her hands. She quickly rubbed them to get the feeling back and resumed her stretching. I was fascinated seeing how her breasts rubbed against the top of her stomach in the position she was in. She glanced over and grinned. “Mark! You’re staring!” she said with giggly embarrassment.
“Sorry sis, you are incredibly hot.” I said, smiling at her.
She changed arms and said, “Oh yeah, even though I’m so fat.”
I made a face and said, “Hey, shut up! Don’t you dare think that. You look fantastic. You look like a million bucks.”
Jen thought about that. She reached out and took hold of her thigh and leaned forward, just a little. Her glistening breasts pushed against her round stomach. The freckles sprinkled on her shoulders stood out well in the light.
“So, do I still turn you on, even like this?” she asked, looking up at me.
“My god yes.” I admitted.
She giggled. “Prove it.” She looked at me with a daring grin.
I stood up and gestured at the mound of my erection bulging in my pants.
“Mark! I mean show me! Don’t mess around with me. I’m pregnant and I want to see it!” she scolded, laughing at the end.
This was great. I unbuckled my belt, undid the front of my jeans, then spread them open and pulled the front of my briefs down to expose my penis to her. She looked fully at it and smiled.
“Hey, I remember you!” she said, merrily.
“Oh trust me, he hasn’t forgotten you.” I said.
She smiled. “Bring him over here, let’s see if he really does remember me.”
I walked up to her and she reached up and put her hand on my dick, pulling it down. It was like heaven having her touch me again.
She looked up at me with shining eyes and said, “Come here, come to mama…” then she leaned closer and slid my penis between her lips. Her mouth closed around my shaft and her tongue began to slide across my stiff flesh.
My eyes rolled up in pleasure and I put my hands on my hips to steady myself as she sank my penis deep into her mouth. Her tongue ran back and forth over the width of the base of my shaft. Then she began to bob her head up and down my length, stuffing her mouth with me until her spit began to dribble out of the corner of her mouth.
She slid me out most of the way and looked up at me happily, sliding the tip of my penis side to side across her extended tongue. A few drops of spit fell on her chest and belly, shining in the light. She looked back down and reached a hand between my legs and tucked her fingers up into my scrotom. My skin was really sensitive to her touch and she smiled when she felt my dick jerk.
She pushed her mouth forward again and drew me back in. up and down my shaft, then pushed her head forward even more. I felt the head of my penis hit the back of her mouth, then felt her throat relax and her head sank in even deeper until her nose pressed in against my pubic hair. Her fingertips tightened against my crotch and she began pulling and pushing her head back and forth by only an inch, squeezing my penis in and out of her throat. Her chin jutted out into my balls and her nose pressed harder against my body. She paused, and I suddenly felt her lips wrap around the very base of my body, tightening around the hair and flesh surrounding my cock. She had swallowed me completely, and now she used her hand to pull my balls gently forward and rub them around on her chin.
She finally drew back, sliding me the whole way out and gasping air in happily. A thick trail of saliva followed after her and landed again on her round stomach. She smiled up at me, then looked down at herself and rubbed the spit in with her hand.
“So do you remember that?” She asked, grinning from ear to ear.
“Oh… my…” I stuttered, then pulled the yoga ball and sat on it. “Where in the world did you learn that?!” I asked in disbelief.
“Well, you don’t think I got this by washing his socks, do you?” Jen said innocently, pointing at her stomach. I shook my head and she laughed.
She reached down and pulled her sweats down to her knees, then sat on her side and pulled them off her legs. She looked up at me, her wet breasts heaving, her round stomach protruding out over her black panties. Her hair was a little more unkempt now, but most of it held together in the ponytail while the rest hung down around her face. Her forehead and chest was shimmering with sweat.
She looked straight into my eyes, and slowly a smile spread across her face as she invited me.
I looked right back into her eyes and my smile came bursting out of my heart and onto my face. I tore my shirt off over my head, then stood up and worked my jeans and briefs off.