I thought that he might actually do what he said and at that moment I would have let him. He pushed me over the ledge with just his fingers inside me... My walls clenched around his fingers as I moaned and panted for him. He groaned as I let the dam break and my fluids cover him. Brian pushed further inside me grazing my barrier causing me to jump. His lips crushed into mine absorbing my moans and joining his. We kissed long and hard then he abruptly stopped and stood. He told me to get up and. If I had any fears that Dad would hold me responsible for what was going on, they were unfounded. It’s true he seemed a little distant for a few days, but he was never cross with me or anything; I never got any sense of resentment from him. In fact, he took me to a baseball game the next weekend, and we still went to the Y a couple of times a week to do some weight training. And as usual, we stopped off at Starbucks for a blueberry muffin and coffee on the way home. Never once did he ask me. "Suddenly he rises and slaps her again then instructs her to "talk like a slut!"Fearing what might happen she begins, "Fuck me, I love your cock! You are the largest dick that I ever seen much less had in me. I need you to cum in me and on me. Go faster, I want your cock to swell then spew it's cum into me. A huge load! Fuck me!"As the words keep flowing she despises herself for obeying and what she is being forced to do but doesn't stop. She grabs his ass feigning passion and he jerks in. She stood up and put her arms around my neck and began to kiss me. These were deep kisses, French kisses. Her tongue was penetrating my mouth. I circled my lips around her tongue, allowing them to slide down the length it as she withdrew it. We broke our embrace and I sat down on the couch next to her. I had hardly taken a look at her.She was wearing a yellow and white flowered dress, pulled together at her narrow waist with a belt. She had on tan stockings and white sandals with a two or three.