"Yeah," said Lisa, unconcerned. "That's all." Lisa, he just asked you out this morning!" Jane exclaimed. "You haven't even gone on a date yet!" ... So..." said Lisa."So, it was months before I kissed Brandon!" Jane said.Lisa stared at her. "God, no wonder you broke up with him. What a wimp."Jane frowned. "No, I mean, I didn't let him kiss me."Lisa rolled her eyes. "God, no wonder he broke up with you." I don't think that's accurate," Jane said uncomfortably."I do," Lisa said. "I don't know where. She nodded and he took his leave with a bow. Closing the door she turned to find her mother right behind her, grinning at the fact that her daughter had been chosen. “Let’s see the invitation Cassie,” she beamed. They moved into the living room and Cassandra sat down on the couch, laying the garment bag beside her as she carefully opened the envelope to not rip the fine ecru linen paper. The invitation was spectacular, as expected. Rich black raised lettering with her name and the following. .. We were FUCKING each other.There! The dirty secret is out.We were fucking.But it was more than that, far more. It was a torrid love affair. We lived together, slept in the same bed. It was fabulous! We fucked like rabbits; on the breakfast table; in dark restaurants; every day, every way.That is we did until my aunt Betsy entered the picture. More about what happened then in just a minute.My name is Tory. Yesterday was my birthday, my twenty-fifth. I'm six one and a hundred ninety. While I. . remember? Now shush ... no more talking or I won't let you enjoy this," she added. I heard her move away briefly grabbing some more pillows, tossing a couple down beside me. Seconds after that I felt her soft, warm hand as she began stroking and massaging my cock to instant hardness. Moments after that, I felt her sensual lips suddenly sliding down over my shaft as she began sucking it. It felt heavenly. And especially as she was in no real hurry here either, taking her time, teasingly so as.