"My father... my father and I did something." Oh," Jennifer said with some understanding now. "Did he do something to you?" Suddenly Jennifer was worr...ed that she might have been abused. She could feel anger begin to well up in her chest."No... no... I did it to him," Rhonda said and broke into sobs again.Now Jennifer moved closer to Rhonda and her squeezed her hand. She almost sighed with relief. Suddenly her heart was breaking for the sobbing young woman. "You can tell me about it if you. Well I started going to this one chat room where a lot of bi women from Chennai, like me, chatted. We would all chat about our desires to be with another woman, or in some cases the experiences with other women. We would all take turns making our own little fantasy story. Just having fun with our “secret” desires.Well I started talking seriously with one of the females in the chat room. It turned out we weren’t that far away from each other. We talked for awhile. Got to know all about each. I caught hold of her and stripped the towel of her body. Her body was beautiful and looked like it had been chiseled by a sculptor. It was hard to believe that she was a maid servant. I told her so and I could see a smile on her face. I kissed her deeply and she responded. I knew then that she was equally hungry for sex. I started putting my fingers inside her vagina. It was extremely hairy and very tight. I had thought that a female like her would have fucked many times. But my fingers. The girls had plenty of photos and videos of me in all sorts ofcompromising situations, one more would do no more harm, so I needed totry win the game.With that in mind, I went all out and got really perverted with what Itold him I wanted him to do with his and to his cock. As always thewomen were cleverly staying out of the video so that only Ken and myselfwere being filmed. Finally I came and then had to swap positions and thesame was done to me. Ken tried to outdo me but I felt that having.