. "FUCK YEAH MOTHERFUCKER!" as she grunted and moaned, she was like a wild a****l as well, we both where like a****ls as we began fucking more intense...y in that position, then all of a sudden I heard a knock on the front door as her roommate had come home from work (iguess Rebecca's roommate doesn't knock as she just enters the apartment but in this circumstance the roommate heard us having sex as I am sure the entire complex heard us since the walls were paper thin and the front window was. 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 1-54. *** Have you made a choice? asked the pound worker. She had just returned from answering the phone. Of course, she had also snapped me out of my perverse fantasy, but she knew nothing of it. So I forgot about the incestuous pounding I had just witnessed in my minds eyes and instead focused on the real world. Im not sure yet, I. In the dreams, when their parents came to Dallas to pick them up, we never heard from them again. It was devastating—and it took me months, in the dreams, to get over it. In a way—I never did. It was like I had lost a piece of myself. After a few moments of near silence, Dustin finally speaks up-- “Well, I guess that shit makes sense now”. I look over at my lil bro, and he looks over to mom. Mom gives him a nod, then Dustin stands up and walks over to me. “Take off your shirt, Matthew”. “HUH” ?. Slipping the scarf over his wife's head, he fastened it tightly across her mouth. At this she started, but she was already gagged and in handcuffs, and quickly realized she couldn't fight it and relaxed. Leading her over to the bed, he threw her down on her stomach and hooked the handcuffs to the frame. Now he had his wife in a position to do with as he pleased. Being already sufficiently aroused, he unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock for a quick fuck. Throwing up her skirt, he smiled.