And to do so because he now thought God said it was okay only made her madder.Now Bill was getting angry. "See here, woman. A husband has rights..." H...!" she cut him off. "Don't even think of saying that. You gave up any rights you had to my body when you refused to give me what I needed. What I had a right to expect from a husband. Well now I've decided I don't need you feeble cock. Get out of my sight."Bill was hurt by her words, but he figured she'd get over it. Her own carnal needs would. I smiled. The forest mind did react to new stimulus, both fair and foul.I suppose that I should have left a note describing what I proposed, but I didn't. I rinsed out the bottle I had been given in the rivulet, adding a sample of the original spore culture to its waters. Then I stripped and had a nice soak in the sun-warmed water. I figured that adding my scent to the mix might cause a reaction, but I didn't know what would happen. I rose, dressed and left, assuming that the forest mind would. They walked three abreast into the tattoo parlor. “Davey around tonight?” Kevin called. “You know I’m always here,” a voice called from the back room. Davey was even bigger than Kevin, bald with tattoos covering every visible part of his body. He was bald and even his head was covered with intricate designs. He eyed Kerrie up and down, once then again. She didn’t care, here eyes were scanning up and down Davey’s body, admiring the tattoos, considering which would look good on her. Davey led. It wasn’t long before I came for the second time. This time, my orgasm came over like a giant wave, knocking me almost unconscious. Fortunately, the man caught me in his arms and I was still able to stand. Seconds later, he came as well and spread his warm seed all over my insides. After the heat of the moment passed away, we just stood there, embracing each other, his cock still buried deep in my pussy. Slowly, I pulled him out of me and I reached in my purse for a tissue. As I started to wipe.