Up goes the dress, and there's her cock, almost just like he remembers it, only a little bit bigger. Ryja doesn't make him wait any longer, just like she didn't with Taran, lining herself up and pressing in. It's not like Taran, it's different. Nothing quite like anyone she's been with before, which is certainly an achievement. But oh, it makes her want to lean in and kiss Tara's face... So she does!