The idea had caught in her mind’s eye, had transformed into a modern retelling, then from a woman distracting a mans’ attention to that of a man d...stracting a woman, then to a woman using men to distract her own attention. The more she thought about it, the more it intrigued her, fed her endless sexual fantasies, wrapped itself tightly around her psyche like a constrictor disabling its’ prey, until it consumed her imagination. She had decided to write a book based on her own experiences in. Though it may not be as pleasurable, copulation was necessary. Since the Dark Mothers own magic made women feel the death of their children unborn. Sapphic play was certainly not serious life and death. If copulation were rejected as some shortsighted Sisters wanted, or somehow forgotten, neglected, and their numbers dwindled low enough, the Sisterhood could be challenged. That possibility was enough ensure nothing got in the way. Many esteemed Sisters took lovers. Oddly, they were. Then all of a sudden she swung around on the beanbag; her legs were tightly shut as she faced John. John was sure she though he was passed out.”John are you awake? John, John.” Tammy shouted.John just lay there, squinting through a tiny gap in his eyelids. He said nothing, just laying there not moving.”Good” she whispered.With that Tammy slowly parted her legs, to reveal a beautiful little pussy. A small blonde patch of pubic hair, and tight pussy lips. As John looked in amazement at this. Hubbby wanted to have sex all the time when free.As soon as back from Office--he used to pull me to him and embrace me with a long kiss.Initially he was feeling a bit shy to caress me in presence of Monica but within a few days he became more and more bold and didnot feel any hesitation in embracing me, kissing me on lips and putting his hands on my boobs. Monica too became accustomed to this. Initially she too was feeling shy to be present when we were caressing each other. I can imagine what.