She wore a white nightgown and was still running her towel over her hair. Her nipples were erect from her cold shower, and stood up against her dress....I knew that she wasn’t wearing a bra, because she had realized very quickly from experience that one would be of very little use during one of our sessions.She took a step out of the bathroom and then froze, her mouth open in amazement.?What is that?!?Chapter Three:I took my astonished aunt’s hand and led her towards what I had put together.?It’s. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Authors Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-90. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually. Then I remembered that he said, share a bedroom with their daughter Zoe, I did not even meet her as yet, or asked how old she was, none the less I was excited as hell, so I finished packing and checked out and rushed back over before lunch time. When I got back to the condo, I told them thanks for allowing me to join them on this adventure, and I expressed to them that I was some what nervous but very excited, and that I would like for them to let me buy them lunch to show my appreciation, they. Olga very much like you ... maybe Olga allowed to even keep you next time” had been the burly Olga’s parting words to Vicky, whose thoughts turned again to the large Europe woman’s muscular arms and naked body encompassing and subjugating her own equally naked body, before recalling the horrors she had been subjected to beforehand.Vicky’s surprise at seeing Peter’s young sons suddenly standing before her on the revolving stage, had at least provided a brief rest bite from the thrashing she was.