She is a lightweight drinker and must have been drunk because she reacted to his advances in ways she had never done before. She found herself getting... wet when he touched her intimately and she didn’t try to stop him as he seduced her. The more he caressed her and whispered sweet things in her ear as he lightly kissed her, the more she felt her passion flare and go out of control. When his hand moved under her dress to caress her breasts and then down to the core of her womanhood, she kissed. "What were you about to say?" For months now it had been the same thing; she would come downstairs wearing slutty, revealing clothes that she got on shopping excursions with her poor excuse for a mother, aka the town slut, and he'd be forced to be the bad guy and make her change into something respectable. Up until this point he had assumed that she didn't know the effect those slut outfits, as he had secretly dubbed them, had on the boys at school or the men that she encountered, not to. " Ryan breathed asigh of relief. "This sorta boyfriend have a name?" Logan." You got a picture?" Ryan thought about lying but knew that she wasn'tletting this go. He took out his phone and found one of the two of themthat Harper had taken. Great. Logan's arm was around him. He didn'trealize how much taller Logan was until he saw the picture. Hebegrudgingly handed it over. Lisa looked and smiled, "I would not haveguessed it."Ryan took a deep breath, "Guessed what?"Lisa grinned, "You know. .Oh...Oh!" Each stroke extracting a reaction. The changes were small but easily detectable. It had gone much quicker than Keith would have imagined. This 33 year old woman is taking me stroke for stroke. Brandi winced with every stroke, both up and back. Especially hard to absorb is when I came down, hammering into her without mercy. But there is a difference. The pressure is still there, the sensation of being filled beyond her limit is obvious. What is quickly deteriorating is the burning.