This Saturday morning it was just me and her going and about half way there I learned a very important secret about T. She could never say no to sex. ... don’t care what kind of sex you are asking for she cannot say no. I turned to her and looked into her face and I asked if she wanted to fuck? Up till that moment we had never said anything sexual to each other. Just out of the blue I asked her if she wanted to fuck. She looked at me and without any facial change, or even a surprised look, she. I very casually pointed this out.There were two attachments, pictures. "Open them" I grinned The first one was a prefecly decent picture of a very attractive couple at a table outside somewhere sunny, drinking wine. They were dressed but her skimpy top left little to the imagination, she was GORGEOUS, with lovely big tits. She was mid 20's I guessed, and her partner some five years older. He was gorgeous as well. "Open the other one" I saidHe did, the second attachment had XXX as part of the. She watched the peacefulness with their faces but also the anguish of a deepened madness of the few that She felt deserved this fate. She found that many times what the feeble saw were memories remembered from a better more sane time within their lives. Strengthening the lenses angle they would change quickly to a more base like state filled with fear, humiliation and terror. Again further strengthening the lenses the imagined terror could turn to lust and animalistic urges displayed. She. As it turned out, the whip wasn’t ever needed while Jim was lead dog.Not that Jack was directing this expedition, that honor belonged to Jim, who seemed to know where he was going, apparently in the direction of Nashville which was about fifty miles ahead across some rough country. It turned out they weren’t going that far- after only fifteen miles of breaking trail effortlessly Jim headed in at a remote cabin, where once loosed he jumped up on a woodpile and entered a broken enclosed porch.