She wriggled, clenched her sphincter and grunted with exertion as my cock head fought against her resisting ring. I could feel the ring was starting t... give, ever so slightly. She could sense it too, and she started crying out through the gag from exertion and fear as the ring slowly started to lose the battle. I pushed a bit harder and suddenly the her anus lost the battle and parted as my cockhead forced it’s way in. Her whole body arched, her head going straight back as she emitted an. The ball room was a huge room and easily held the two hundred invited guests. The tables were dressed with white tablecloths, china and expensive center pieces. Along three of the walls free bars were kept busy, they’d better be free with the cost of the tickets, I thought. There was a band stand and a dance floor toward the back of the room. ‘I bet you couldn’t play basketball on that dance floor,’ I said to Abby. ‘But maybe you could get in a half court game.’ Abby and I found our table, we. I hadn't realized I had fallen to the floor. I was on my back, my knees were bent, my dress had slipped down and—he's looking down my skirt at my naked pussy, a bulge forming in his pants. “ Yes,” I answered, spreading my legs wider. It was so wicked. If my mother was such a hussy, why had I denied myself? Why had I listened to the hypocrite? For John, whispered my conscience. Fuck John later. The Reverend's ready now! Desire burned inside me. I had to be wicked and sinful with someone. It. I felt the bulge in my pants growing harder, somehow I controlled myself that day. Sneha always regarded me as a good friend and confidant, so I had her trust. I had been lusting for her body ever since.After a few days, we started having regular phone conversations, her voice also used to make me horny, so I used to strip naked and then talk to her; sometimes even I used to stroke myself. One night when we were having phone conversation Sneha showed some interest in me, she told me she liked.