She'd tell me time and time again that she couldn't get enough.That is until our daughter came along. Mixing that up with her having a daughter from a... previous relationship, I just figured we'd gotten busy, the kids were taking more time than ever, and we didn't have the real private time we'd had.I just dealt with it. Frustrated. Aggravated at times and more than anything, watching a lot of porn and taking care of it on my own. I never considered anything outside of the marriage. I'm not sure. Cindy guessed there were seventy dead human bodies in the field before her. The snow was red with their blood. About thirty men and ten women were moving among the corpses. Cindy climbed a tree and stared at the carnage, trying to make sense of it.It appeared two different groups had fought a battle, one group wearing furs and the other wearing clothes that Cindy thought looked like woven grasses. All of the people currently walking around were wearing woven clothes. The fatalities in woven. The way a woman can only do to herself.”Piper started to say something. But all that came out of her mouth was a long, throaty moan, prompted by her tingling pussy.“Your cunt is so soft,” Chloe went on. “Wet and throbbing. When you touch your clit, you come all over your hand.”Piper couldn’t believe what was happening. Her aunt words affected her as strongly as if her pussy were really being fondled.“Mmmm, yes, your young cunt is so beautiful,” Chloe purred. “You wish you had someone to share. Me? I'm Tyrome Greenstick, retired cop and modern mage extraordinaire. Well, I was till a few days ago. It all started when I met the true bane of my life. Hell, I thought my ex-wife was bad, huh! This bi... woman mage though, damn good looking and a sweet time in bed, was as alive as a cold, dead, fish. To see her in and out of bed you'd have sworn were 2 different women. So anyway, a week ago I met her in a bar. You know, knock a few back, watch a game on the tube. I, like every other guy at.