When we seated ourselves at church I realized how lucky I was and that Ihad a lot to be thankful for. Even though I was no longer living as aboy I was...blessed with a loving family, I was attending a very good highschool and receiving a very good education and I had a lot of nicefriends. And last night I survived my first real date with a boy, andnot only that, I think I actually enjoyed the experience.Father's John's sermon that Sunday was so appropriate, especially aftermy date. He talked. ." I know it's hard, but you have to let go." Shit! You're perfect! You feel so good on my cock, Baby!" moaned my husband's voice. "You're husband's a fool to cheat on you!" You're cheating on Becky," came a voice that I now recognized as my best friend."That's different. She fucks around on me too. But if you were mine..." You'd probably fuck around on me too." Maybe ... but not as much." Janey..." I whispered feeling a mixture of calm tinged with sadness."She didn't want to do it, but Mark. She was looking dam sexy with a lot of lust in her eyes. Auto started again and I kissed her on lips and she replied very hotly. Then it became a routine. In our return journey, we were enjoying in the same way in darkness in auto. Kissing, massaging of boobs and all this.But sex pleasure is incomplete with fucking and the same was missing in our relations. So I decided to make her ready for the same. But Indian girls are normally not ready for this before marriage. And so was Deepa. So I made. “OH MY FUCKING GOD!!” she cried out very slowly as my cock pushed in. “YESSS!! FUCK MY ARSE FRANK!” she cried loudly as I felt my balls banging the back of her legs, I pushed in hard which made her yelp and the pressure of her pushing back forced me in deep.I grabbed her hair as I pounded away building up a nice steady rhythm, “YES! YES! YES!” she cried as I showed her no mercy, she was tight and I was not far away, “OMG!” I cried as I felt my balls tightening and my hot liquid shooting up my.