But reigning supreme was confusion. How could this be happening? It made no sense. Unless…“This is a dream!” I suddenly realized. It was the onl... logical explanation. It explained why my beautiful cousin suddenly had the hots for me when she had previously treated me like a stranger. It explained why I was so attracted to her even though I knew it was wrong. But did it really matter if something was wrong when it was nothing but a dream?“Hell no!” was the answer I eventually came up with. And. Arriving at what seems to be an average looking private club on theoutside but that's just a disguise on the inside the place is high techwith many booths all equipped with glowing signs on top saying thingslike Blowjob, Anal play, anything goes, threesome play, cosplay androuge play. The booths have touch pads allowing customers to choose theamount of time they want to spend converting that into a certain amountof money and the whole acer of land owned by Master Daddy.Amber or as she's known. Maybe it was because it was the easiest thing to replace. Anne and I had enjoyed a healthy love life, but let’s face it, how much time do you spend making love each week? I found myself missing the little things that make up a relationship. Even when we were in separate rooms, Anne and I had always been aware of each other. That casual companionship was the thing I missed most of all. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t lonely or pining away. I had my hands full when it was my week with the girls,. Dusre din mein uske ghar mein cigarettes and drinks leke gaya kyunki yeh bhi humari ek fantasy thi humari mein chupte chupate uske ghar ja pohuncha and dekha ki woh ek red colour ki night mein without bra mein hai usne turant darwaza bandh kiya and pucha yeh sab kya hai meine bataya ki humari fantasy ko pura karne ki shuruat toh woh hansi and andar se do kaanch ke glass and ek bowl mein pani daal ke aur kaju ka packet leke aai.Hum sofa mein baithe and meine pucha ki yeh toh experienced loog.