My husband was a regular subscriber to the magazine and more often than not I would read it before he did. I often teased him that he was always fanta...izing about screwing another woman, but he always said he would never cheat on me and that the only fantasy he had was to see me with another beautiful woman. we often made love with him talking about how good I would look making out with a beautiful girl. It really turned him on and to be honest turned me on too. Anyway getting back to the. “Mmhm and then there’s all the shemale porn you watch.” She said casually.“W-...Wh.. I…” He stammered and she tilted her head, his voice falling to a whisper, “H-how did you even know about that…”She let out a soft little laugh, “Oh honey, I didn’t.”He blushed crimson and fell silent, looking down at his feet, his arms folded a little uncomfortably over his bare stomach.She took a step forward and slid a hand around his waist, pulling him into a gentle embrace. He didn’t unfold his arms, but he. Like any guy I played along. I liked it and I was not the shy, inept guy I used to be so by that afternoon I was in bed with her. I had sex with Amanda.My plan was simple. I wouldn't be home on Sunday. I'd be gone all day so I would never run into her and my male hormones had no chance to take over."Ready?" Bob asked."Ready," I confirmed. I felt confident.I woke up in a strange but familiar room. It took a second for me to realize that it was my apartment but that it was decorated differently.. “You are right, I guess.”“Of course, I am, I’m your big sister and I know what’s best for you. So, c’mon, on the bed with you and get rid of the shorts and top.”“Say what, here, with you? I don’t think so.”“Don’t be daft, I want to make sure you don’t hurt yourself, it’s quite big you know.”The thought of Anna watching me masturbate with the veggie wasn’t something I was looking forward to. “Nah, I will manage by myself.”She tilted her head and smiled up at me. “I know you, Jenny Haralson, you.