I felt intoxicated and suddenly Aarti seemed too sexy to me and she bent and kissed me on lips. I responded eagerly and kissed back.” You are soooo ...exy, baby. I will make you happy, I feel sooo horny, your tits are so big and sexy, you have a nice figure, kiss me darling, kiss Aarti, the bitch”I realsed that it was too late go go back. Wine was having its effect over me and I wrapped my arms around her and we were locked in a sensuous kiss. I felt wet between my thighs and her hands brushed. He slightly choked me but I let him have his way in my mouth, squirting his semen deep into my throat. He moaned loudly. With my free hands I pinched and rubbed my tits feeling his cum dripping down all over my breasts. He dropped to his knees and I continued to bath his cock, fondling his sack with my left hand. He collapsed back on the floor and grabbed my hand pulling me over to his body as he fell. I lay with him while he recovered, nervous about the slightly open door between their rooms.. Coming to the story, I was in my second last trimester of course, when one day; I got a friend request from an unknown girl on Facebook. Her profile name said Radhika and she was doing BBA from a decent commerce college in Delhi. I browsed through her profile and as it looked new, I ignored it considering it as a fake profile for 2 days. On the third day while browsing FB, I added her as a friend out of curiosity. After 2 hours at around 11 PM in the night, I got a message from her thanking me. I have to forgive myself for what I’ve done. I have to hope my friend forgives me for what all has happened. The worst part is that I’m pregnant and because of the guys my boyfriend had me be with I don’t even know who the father of my baby is. How do I admit to my family I have no idea who the father is? I can’t picture myself ever telling them about everything I’ve done, or even part of what I’ve done. I’m ashamed enough I’m not sure I could handle them knowing what a slut I have become..