Thursday was more of the same, but it was Friday that destroyed me and ruined my entire weekend. Her phone rang at nine-fifteen:Hello? Oh hi baby. Thi...king of me? Ooh, how naughty. Don't be silly. No. I just wish it was Christmas. Because there is mistletoe. Because I could run around kissing guys under it. Do you think they would notice the taste of your cum? I know baby, I can be so wicked at times. You must have shot a quart in my mouth this morning. It's too bad I don't have a boyfriend on. ...Ankita might have felt that i was taking it out and she was trying not to move......and with another sudden forward movement i plunged deeper inside her asshole......she lifted her hands and grabbed the bed sheet......burying her face inside trying not to moan but was whimpering oh god Shaan......it is too big......ur cock will tear my asshole.....please take it out....I paused and in no mood to quit now, took a deeper plunge inside her......with this last thrust my shaft had disapperad. I end up smiling to myself while letting her know I’ve done it and pushing a dare back in her direction.We can chat like this for ages, but eventually, it gets too much for us and we have to do something about it. There's only so much teasing anyone can take and when your wank buddy is only a few feet away on the other side of a wall then it’s torture.She's just told me how wet her pussy is. That kind of statement doesn't help matters. Apparently, she had put her hand between her legs with her. The k**s were watching TV and dinner was almost ready. She asked if I wanted to join them and I agreed. Her and I set in the kitchen talking and I could tell she was a lot different to me than she had been the previous weeks, since her sister left. After a few minutes of casually talking I said, "I am glad we are talking again!"She asked, "What do you mean?"I replied, "Well, I just thought it had been awkward since your sister left. I thought you were upset with me."To which she replied,.