For full enjoyment, please read The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-88. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so rea... you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do&hellip, because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now&hellip, I was visiting my father. I always loved to spend time there as it reminded me of my childhood. But the true reason for my visit. "Too tight, little one?", "No Mistress."The process repeated, entrapping Adi's left nipple. Playfully, Wendy poked Adi's breasts, causing them to sway slightly, setting the little six-ounce pendulum in motion. The sensation was like none Adi had experienced before. The seemingly random pulls on her nipples was . . . erotic."Ever used a clit clip, little one?", "No Mistress. Never."Wendy picked up the box once more and took out a silver waist chain with clit-clip attached, and d****d it around. And I came after the 4 days of trip when I reached home she was so happy to see me, she asked to get fresh up and mean while I will prepare something to eat then she asked about the trip while having breakfast, then she said that she was really missing me a lot in 4 days and was waiting to see me back, and she asked if I missed her to I said yes, Slowly we were getting very close and when my uncle came he was so happy to see my aunt because as he could make out the care what she was giving to. Their hope was that between Jonas firing back and the police rushing the building the cartel ambush would get nervous and miss their first shots.Jonas tensed as both their vehicles accelerated rapidly and swerved into the left hand lane. He could read the intent in the auras and could see their indecision at the unexpected movement of their convoy. One of the men raised himself and leaned over the parapet of the building roof and tried to aim. The man fired just after Jonas did and Jonas could.