Rebecca and I were somewhat surprised that the reportermanaged to write the entire article without once mentioning 'trans' or'lesbian' once. The times...may be changing.The most important pending event in our lives was New Years Eve, theanniversary of our first date. I had been planning something specialsince early September. It involved lying to Rebecca. I rationalized itbecause the lie I told could be interpreted in two ways. I told her thatI was unhappy with my voice and that I thought voice. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Sarah began yelling to her hearts content. "Oh my God! That feels so good, fuck me harder!"I oblige her request and fuck Sarah as hard as I possibly can. I am amazed that I am able to keep going as long and fast as I have been. Normally if I continued this assault for this long I would be pumping a steady stream of cum by now, but not tonight. As I'm having that thought, I suddenly realize that Sarah is on the verge of her second orgasm."Oh, oh, oh, oh,. I sat down with a bottle of courage and tried to steel myself while I thought this through. My emotions flowed like the tides, I was right, I was wrong. I missed Sherry terribly but the ball was in her court now. I’d drawn a line in the sand but was certain that given the right circumstances I would be willing to try and save what was left of our marriage. If Sherry was able to convince me she was truly remorseful and worked toward rebuilding my trust, we could work it out. On the other hand, I. She still had the figure of the girl that had won several beauty contests when she was younger, her face was still smooth with only a few small lines to betray her age, and her large breasts were just starting to yield to the constant pull of gravity."No need to knock Steve!" said his Grandma, "We've all been waiting for you and Helen to get done fucking in the driveway. It was quite a show!"Steve turned red to hear his Grandmother talk about his screwing his mother almost like she was.