You fanned the flames.

You wanted stop. You were sure of it. Tyler was your best friend.

He shouldn't have his hands on me like this. He shouldn't have hands iih' iih' iiiiiih... nnnnn...

At first it was something like a shock though you, starting between you legs and making your whole body tense up. Then as he ran his fingers over your lips it was wave after wave of pleasure.

The fire pulsing through you subsided and you focused is his fingers pushing into you. It was a tight fit, but you were so wet. You'd never seen a girl drip like this. Tyler didn't have any issue with it. He worked two fingers up your pussy and pumped them steadily.

None of this made any sense to you, but you loved it. You loved how small you felt in his arms. You loved the anonymity of being someone else. You loved how deep his fingers reached.

Before you knew it, you were holding onto his wrist and grinding your hips into his hand. You felt an orgasm building. You were so close. He held you right on the edge, speeding and slowing his pace.

When he pulled them out right as you were sure he'd let you cum, time stopped. Suddenly he leaned in to kiss you. Afraid he'd know who you were, or at least know that you were not Victoria, you turned away.

"Baby, that's how it's gonna be? You can't even look me in the eye while I beat up those guts?" Hearing him talk to you like that, almost had you drooling.

Instinctually, you leaned forward against one of the wooden support beams and wrapped your arms around it.

Tyler smiled and bobbed his head. Somewhere along the way your dress had gotten ripped up the side. He undid his fly and laid his semi-hard cock on your exposed ass. It reached right up to your lower back.

"I was gonna rub one out. Glad I saved it all for you, babe." He had one hand on top of his cock pressing it into your ass. He slid back and forth. When you arched your back you could feel it rubbing over your asshole. It got harder and actually grew even bigger.