So without any further late let’s jump into the erotic story.One day I received an appreciation hangout massage from one reader called Ms. Indu (nam... changed) age 34 have good physic a well maintained shape, messaged me saying that she read my stories and interested in meeting me, we initially had some regular chatting as thoughts of both of us are clear we doesn’t take much time for meeting and finally the day for meeting and she suggested me the place and her vehicle details, and I have gone. It was six months later when she finally contacted me, calling from an untraceable number. I was given strict instructions to rent a room at a particular hotel and wait for her there. When she arrived, she told me straight away that she didn’t have the key to my belt with her, so I could forget any ideas I had about overpowering her to get it. She would only go and fetch it once I was securely handcuffed to the four corners of the bed – and of course, forcing me to drink a couple of litres of. 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 1-55. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually. It became a step-by-step recipe that described his full participation, exonerated her from any feeling of being somehow the instigator and culminated with her coming home and into his arms. She thought it reassuring that the final ingredient was that she would have to tell him every detail of her date. Every detail. He described it as "all he really wanted in return." It seemed both reasonable and necessary as she needed to be completely open with John such that she was fully shriven after the.