Jason makes it to Anne's house early and is welcomed by her. "Now that story you promised?"

"If you wouldn't mind a little delay, I would appreciate breakfast first. I haven't eaten in days. So if you please..."

"Well, that's a good deal more politely than you usually ask, so let's go up to my room." A moment later, Anne is sitting on her bed taking off shoes, socks, and panties. Then she is extending some lovely legs to Jason's open mouth.
Hungry as he is, Anne's feet and calves vanish almost instantly. So would her thighs except for Anne's "Wow, you are hungry." as her feet enter his belly. Recalling how much better Sonja liked slower, he curbs his swallowing and her tender limbs take a more enjoyable time in his mouth.
When he reaches the apex of her thighs, he slows down even more, again to Anne's ...well, not exactly distress... "You stop that!" She begs. "I'm losing control. I'll scream, and my brother will hear."
Jason still doesn't understand why this is such a big thing, but it was a serious thing for Sonja too, so... he reaches up and offers Anne her panties. Anne is not sure she likes the idea, but Jason's tongue is doing things she doesn't want him to stop doing even while she wants him to stop. This will satisfy the proprieties... She grabs the garment and stuffs it into her mouth.
Perhaps just in time. Anne gently shutters with joy a moment later and she hardly gets thru with thinking that she had been scared about nothing when she is hit by a massive wave of passion that sends her screaming into the undies that block almost every sound from getting out. As she falls back onto the bed, Anne is sure that one would have woken the entire neighborhood.
Jason resumes eating and her hips, belly and ribs slide in most pleasantly. He takes his time with her mounds, making sure they have maximum stimulation, a most successful attempt as once again Anne's gag is needed badly. Fortunately her brains are not as they are not in anything close to operating order as the rest of her slides on in.
Once she has revived in his stomach, Anne finds she has a problem. A girl should not be saying "Thank you" because a boy has eaten her. That is a total reversal of the proper roles. But she can't say she has ever enjoyed being eaten more... He really deserves that thanks.
Happily Jason is quick to compliment her on her excellent taste, and Anne can thank him for that. If her thanks are a little excessive, there is no sin in that. However... "You were going to tell me what happened?"

Jason quickly relates the adventures of Sonja, which surprise Anne "I would have never thought I was zoning in on my clothes. Of course, I, and every other girl, have dozens of outfits, so it couldn't happen."

Jason, however, has other interests. "Well, it's over now, except that I still have this raging appetite. Would you mind sharing your space?"

A bit of a surprise he bothers to ask. Of course a girl does sometimes prefer being alone, but she rarely has much choice in the matter. The boy is hungry or not.
Given that he has been nice and that he even asked, she can hardly say no anyway, but it's still nice. "Sure. Samantha and Wolfie are due here in a little bit, but if you are in a rush, there's a bus stop two blocks away."