But Leslie had other ideas so it was up to us girls to influence her and that wasn’t about to happen.We shared a room on the second floor of the far...house. Our parents had their bedroom on the downstairs floor so we had the whole upper floor to ourselves. And it was a very big room; measuring about 20’ by 16’ not including a private bathroom and in it we enjoyed two double beds and a single set of bunk beds, two desks with computers on them plus a stereo, a big screen HDTV and a couple. It was afternoon now, Sneha and Ashna were focused on work, and I decided to do the same. I was thinking why these babes are not flirting anymore. One thing which I didn’t understood was why Sneha wants a piece of me now. We broke up way before with not lot of abuses. What I can guess was that Ashna have influenced Sneha on me and she must have told her our sex sessions and Sneha was one chic who was always impressed with me everywhere and she loved our make out sessions way too much.I bet we. "Oh my God. You'll split me open," cried Ann in feigned horror. "And when you've fucked my pussy, I bet you'll want to screw me in the rear and there's nothing I can do to stop you."Why did they always assume she wanted to be the dominant? Yes, her occupation no doubt; but once, just once she'd like to met a woman who ... oh, what the hell, she thought and buried the dildo deep within the pretty young blonde and brought the woman beneath her to climax yet again as her mind drifted to the face. Let me think. No...I don't think I can do that, Sam. Because Ithink you are lying to me. I think you will do it again...and again. And Ithink you need someone to help you with your little problem...or yourlittle fetish as you call it. So, I'm here to help whether you like it ornot. So get used to it. You started it and I'm going to continue it." But what about your mom. Remember, the three of us are living together.We can't have this going on and just pretend like things are ok. Likethings are.