Jeffrey leaned his head back when he felt those soft breasts of Esme's come into contact with his hard rack of flesh, letting out a quiet groan of enjoyment then did so again - albeit a little louder this time - when he felt her tongue and mouth being introduced as a tandem on his prick, causing him to draw a sharp breath between his teeth then glanced off to the side with his eyes tightly shut. if there was one thing he was coming to know about her now, Jeffrey thought to himself as he continued to feel the triple sensation of her mouth, breasts and tongue, was that Esme was starting to become something even more to him than a sister. How it was even possible, Jeffrey couldn't even begin to fathom it. However, he had already confessed his feelings for her, so what was the worst that could possibly happen to him, now?