Wait, she knew that Magnus’ magic had long protected her from becoming pregnant. She had never been the type who wanted to be tied down caring for a... squalling brat, not even her own. What kind of magic was making her desperately want to bear this man’s child?Magnus had neglected to tell Meg certain things. One was that the magic potion she had secretly given the Princess radiated outward from its victim to affect any woman that was physically near her. Not only the virgin Princess, but Meg too. ..or are they hallucinations? The smooth black object seems to sense my sexual needs and transforms them into reality...or what seems to be reality. I find, after experimentation, that I am able to program the object to take me on a journey to whatever sexworld I desire, and bring me back afterward. Lying on my own bed, I experience the nastiest fantasies possible. While hours pass in the sexworld, only seconds pass real time. To my horror, however, I discover that I have inadvertently trapped. WTF??I was such a confused adolescent that not a single day of my life in the twenty-five years that have passed goes by that I don't think of her in a sexual way at least a dozen times a day. I even fall asleep fantasizing about her still. And lest you think I'm a sad and lonely 40+ year old virgin, rest assured... I'm happily married and have three k**s. Ruth really screwed me up inside, yet I still think back to those days and fantasize about having a time machine to go back and do. Oooohh, don’t act so shy,” Sharon said, as she quickly stripped and turned on the Warrant, ‘Cherry Pie’ song stored on her iPhone. Sharon and Misty giggled, as they started to dance seductively. Jack and Devan sat on the bed and just watched, stunned, as then ‘Pour some sugar on me’ began to play next… Devan recorded everything.After a few minutes of dancing seductively for him, Misty looked at Jack anxiously, as she walked to him naked, and kneeled between his thighs, as he stared back at her..