She asked me to send it through what’s app or an email.. Which I declined. I sis not because I was not sure about sharing it on the net as I felt it... was not safe. Finally she herself asked me to go to her house.I took all her address details and asked me to come the following Sunday. Her house was in peenya. It was a struggle to find her house honestly and after I found I knocked on her door and she was Hally to receive me after she opened the door. We knew each other as we had shared our pics. Her voice sounded so innocent that when she started telling me about how she wanted to fuck me, every dirty word caused my heart to skip a beat. You just have no idea what power this woman had over me at that moment. To be honest, I had no idea either.Which is why I agreed to let her come over after only 30 minutes of talking to her. I went from, not knowing if I could go through with it, to begging her to come over, in under an hour. You know how fantasize about me being a slut? There may be. Another "unhhh" from me, this time it was no purr. Still I try to hold her gaze. Invasion. I wiggle and try to relax against the inevitable. When fully penetrated, I sigh out one more low-toned "unhhh."In response, she gives me her best Grinch grin and must have pressed something else up on the wall because the inserted dildo begins to inflate. Like listening to the increasing pitch as water fills a glass to the brim, I start with my low-toned moan only to unintentionally have it rise,. . letting us do that kind of stuff with you?" We're good friends, right?" I said. "And you guys have definitely been good to me as friends and helping me with school work and driving me around before I got the guts to learn to drive. Feels like maybe testing our limits like this is a good thing." You know Jon and I care for you. I'd hate for this kind of stuff to put a wrench in our friendship. I'd also be afraid to make anyone jealous - either you or Jon."I pondered what he was saying. It made.