Seven days ago Mark was here. He fucked my wife fiercely in marathon fashion for two plus hours. I sat alone, in my adjacent room listening to bed c...eaks, passion, moans and incomplete sentences. Afterwards, when Mark was gone, my wife led me from my isolation and into our master bedroom where she got on top of the bed. Somehow through whirlwind of messy sheets she found her position, doggie style, using her hands as props for her head. “Ok, put your face in there,” she directed. I dropped. We were at one with our surroundings. It tied us to the earth. We could feel her and gather strength from her. That has been lost. Everybody wears shoes or boots and lives in European houses. They have been separated from the earth. You bought the wood. We should try to regain contact.” Sam didn’t say anything. After a few minutes Tessa said “I’ll get to gathering rushes.”They had just finished nailing three ‘beams’ into a pyramidal shape when an old Ford F-150 rattled up. Two men and two women. Right now, your brain must be swimming in them! The feminine channels inside your brain are suddenly free from the bonds of masculinity! Your inner male is being shut down, and your masculine traits obliterated." And I don't want it to stop! I like this for some reason!" I said."Yes. That is a common thing Missy. Your feminine side is free to rule you now, and the pleasure that you derive from being a liberated female is very strong. Overpowering in fact. Inside, your brain is starting to build. I rubbed the tip of my penis in the wetness of her centre and then slowly eased into her, feeling her heat drawing me relentlessly in. We stayed that way, savouring the moment until she flexed back a little under me and I, in turn, moved to almost slip right out of her. Then we moved together, thrusting and gazing into each other’s eyes as the pleasure and wonderful feelings took over. We stopped to let the plateau stabilise for a second then, by mutual understanding started with redoubled.