One dream had changed our relationship. One night I had a hot dream. I saw that I am pulling off Priyanka’s shirt and suck her beautiful juicy boobs... I was very surprised when I woke up. I had to masturbate several times thinking about Priyanka. As we were close I shared my dream with Priyanka. Priyanka trusted me so much that she took it very normally. Few weeks later at a valentines day I told her that I want to kiss her on her cheek as a big brother. Innocent Priyanka didn’t had a kiss with. “Fuck!” I scream, and hump him frantically. He keeps hold of my ass as I cum all over his cock, the wet sound the result of both our fluids. When I can ride him no more, I relax completely on top of him panting hard. We lay there for a while catching our breath, my entire weight not seeming to bother him. Eventually he moves us to where we’re laying next to each other, the only sounds are our quiet, paced breathing. “Chanel,” Ethan says, breaking the long silence. “Ethan,” I reply, and wait. She was in such a panic that she didn't realize what the upper hand was also doing: blocking her from breathing through her nose.When she regained consciousness, she lifted her head to find that she was chest down upon the hood of a dark sedan. She had been stripped of her top, and her hands were bound by rope to the windshield wipers.She looked about herself in panic for answers to what was happening to her or for someone who could help her, but for as far as she could see there was nothing. I wished the boy and went and sat near by chair, Mr. Sharma came and sat near me and said that his children have improved a lot under my guidance and appreciated me and left to meet the other guest’s later Mrs. Sharma came to me with a plate of cake and drink. And she started chatting normally as nothing happened. And at the end of the party while I was leaving she came behind me as bayed me good bye and she said that she noticed me was I was looking for the previous day and she went away.That.