"That night she and Sandy met on the computer again. "Hey Sweetie, how's it going tonight?" Rita asked."Oh pretty good. Bored as usual, was feeling ki...d of lonely. Glad you showed up." Sandy answered.They started chatting about all kinds of different things, the occult, witchcraft, Satanism, etc. They hit it off as friends and soon 3 hours had passed by quickly. Rita invited Sandy up to Massachusetts. She had told her about their small coven and asked her if she'd be interested in joining. It. As Anita fucked her, Diane reached up and took hold of her own naked tits. Diane gripped the smallish tit-mounds with both hands, mauling them almost cruelly. As a result, more waves of feelings sizzled down Diane's front and exploded in her cunt like fireworks.Diane twirled her pointed nipples around, making them swell even larger with her hot blood.Anita watched her friend playing with herself. Their faces were very close together, but Diane's eyes remained closed, her expression distant.. “You can do better,” she said suddenly. “Mandy is alright,” I said, both because it was the truth and because I was slightly taken aback by the unexpected statement. “I love Mandy,” Liv said emphatically. “I just always thought you could do better.” “Yeah, well,” I said noncommittally, suspicious of a trap. I flipped my cigarette into the butt can. After another drag, Liv followed suit and walked back inside. I followed, my eyes on her ass again as we approached my office. I. She wonders if to feel so deeply for another person is healthy. After all, she and Martin have been together for over four years, married for two. And yet their passion for each other is as intense and volatile as during their courtship. It makes her smile to think they've not yet settled into that disappointed tolerance she's seen so many other couples accept as a relationship. Late night conversations with her female friends over glasses of wine have only confirmed the unease about the depth.