" Chris grabbed her arm. "Fucking hell, you won't tell mum, alright? I could go to prison, you know? You are such a bitch, seriously, it's your fault ...if you come into my room with just panties and a shirt with no bra on." Sonja tried to move her arm away. "I'm your little sister, well maybe you SHOULD go to prison if you have such a sick mind and LET GO OFF MY ARM!!!!!!!!" Chris heart began to race - he couldn't let go of her now it would make everything worse. He couldn't let her go, it was. The heroine of this story is Priya. She had a gracious smile when i met her. Of the 3 females, she looked way better than them. Height: 5’ 5. Perfect figure with perfect legs and ass. She is fair too. She is from Chennai.It was all boring a week or so until one day as Priya was supposed to give me a pep talk on project architecture and etc. And luckily i was tagged with my work space right next to her in such a way that our back faces each other while working. Right before her talk, we. “Thank you Sir.” She whispers sleepily.“No sleeping yet.” I snap giving her a sharp slap across the ass and making her scream, “We aren’t finished yet not until I’ve fucked every single one of your holes.” I tell her sharply as I practically rip my clothes off.I move around to the top of the bed and undo the rope attached to the headboard so she can move her arms but so that her hands are still tied together.“On your back.” I order her and she slowly complies rolling over onto her back.I move. . at least at first, OK Buddy?”“You would be the one to give me girl advice,” he said too loud.“Michael,” his mother Mary said turning to us, “Why do you need girl advice? You are only eleven. You know the rules.”“Mrs. Bell, don’t worry and Mike. You know the cute blonde who sits in front of him playing the trombone?”“Yes, Keri Butler. I know her family ... they are very nice. Is that who you need advice for, Keri?”For a boy who loves playing the trumpet loud, he was tongue-tied.Enter Cyrano be.