I stepped forward, unable to resist, and kicked Jenna’s legs apart, reaching between them. I cupped her mound, gently rubbing over her knickers whil... her hips reciprocated. I took both hands to her firm cheeks, rolling my palms over her and squeezing tightly. I couldn’t stop there. So, sliding my hands around her hips and up her body, I took her breasts in my hands, delighting in the feel of her body, quivering and goose bumped. I followed the contours and kneaded the palpable flesh of her. .. the stone actually belongs to her, not the Scots and certainly not the British. One of the names the stone has is ‘Stone of Destiny’ and has a counterpart with the Lia Fáil in Tara, Ireland, (which also means Stone of Destiny) which has links to the High Kings of Ireland in Tara. As the ‘agreements’ between the Sidhe and the Council of the Wise are known as the ‘Tara Accords’ you may now have a clue as to where this is going. No, the stones are not the same, there are two. The phallic style. 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 8 series. For full enjoyment, please read The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-68. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually. " That's good, I like you playing here too"he said. His hand reached my dick pushed my legs apart and started stroking my dick. I nearly inhaled the food in my mouth. I relaxed and let him stroke it. When I finished eating, he turned me facing the backyard, putting a hand on my belly. " Can you open your legs wide for me"? Yes I replied. I opened them, he spread his legs and spread mine to match his. He reached beside him and picked up the bottle of sun lotion. " You don't want to burn down.