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Later that night, we were in her room. Shreya hugged me and told me that this was the best day in her life and she kissed me again but this time, on the lips! I resisted at first but then gave up.My best friend slowly started eating my lips and I thought that was it and pushed her aside and started taking my things to leave.She caught my hand and pulled me back saying, “Stop Siya. I know you enjoyed it. Please stop these dramas and agree with me.” I said, “No Shreya. This is wrong! What about the society and our parents? I will be getting married to a good guy after my studies and I can’t do this”.“Come on Siya, This can be our little secret and no one has to know”.I was now standing still and to be honest, my sexual desire had been awoken. I had watched porn now and then in inter but had never masturbated. I didn’t know what to say.Suddenly, Shreya stood up, made me sit on the bed and started removing my shirt. I resisted a bit but deep down, I wanted it. Then, my bestie slowly. ’ I pleaded. That seemed to calm him down a little, and, reluctantly, he sat back down next to me. ‘Look, Oliver, you know that my parents are against abortions. They’d never let me do it. And…I’m pretty sure I don’t want to, either. I don’t want to murder my own child.’ He took a deep breath, clearly upset. ‘Can we, just, talk about it later?’ He asked, ruffling his hair with his hand. I used to think it was so hot when he did that. Now, I felt…nothing. There was none of the electricity that I had with Mason. I remembered how wonderful his big cock had felt inside of me, and how he’d pumped me full of his potent cum. I thought back to how much there’d been, how there had been a little puddle of his jizz on the car seat. I felt my insides come to life, moistening my panties. In an attempt to keep my boyfriend from slipping away, I batted my eyelashes at him. ‘Sure, Oliver. We can talk about something else…like how I’m not wearing a bra.’ He smiled slyly at me. ‘I don’t have a condom…’.
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