One-shot 'cause after reading a few things about those 4, I can't get enough of them. xD This is basically our dear mother of sin attacking again. And I can't say no to her... enjoy!
Sasha never thought she would find herself in that position. Lying on a huge bed with a sleeping Becky Lynch holding her in an iron hug and on the other side, Charlotte was in a similar position, with Bayley hugging her with everything she had. And that's a rare thing, since most of the time Bayley sleeps hugging Sasha and Becky with Charlotte.
It's not premeditated between them, it just so happens naturally, when Sasha needs to talk, the first person she turns to is Bayley and vice versa. So does Becky and Charlotte.
Things change a little bit when it comes to sex. With Bayley, Sasha doesn't have sex, make love. The way the two complement each other during the act, causes Sasha not to have the guts to make it rough and fast. She loves to wander calmly over every inch of the other girl's body.
With Charlotte, things don't work in a calm and peaceful way. Quite the opposite. It's rough and tough. It's in the nature of the two women to take control of the situation, which implies that for the most part, the sex between them seems more like a kind of fight.
Becky… story's completely different. Sasha can't see Becky as a bottom. Becky is one of the most dominant women she knows. The first time the two of them were there, seemed to be sparks as their bodies touched. Sasha relinquished control, and doesn't regret it. Becky made her beg for his touch and left her unable to sit upright for like 3 days. In other words, there is no Legit Boss when Becky is with her.
It's already dawning and Sasha tries to get out of bed, but is pulled back into bed with full strength.
- It's too early, Bosco... back to sleep
- Bex, I need ...
- Bex?
- Daddy, I need to go to the bath ... I'll be right back
- Ok, but if you're not back in 5 minutes...
Then Sasha lightly kissed the Irish woman's lips and stood up. Before turning to the bathroom, she turned and stared at the bed. Becky was half awake, waiting for her. Charlotte was awake, trying to get rid of Bayley's arms and, trying to breathe, 'cause Bayley hugs are killers. And Bayley had a smile on his lips, sleeping softly.
- I can get used to this ...
- Me too. But time is running, and you don't want me to kick your lass back to bed
Sasha showed Becky a finger and walked into the bathroom.