I gave her a fake smile as an acknowledgement. The sounds of the restaurant seemed to disappear as my anger rose. I was too tired to argue. Jenna was ...oo blind to see the forest for the trees. I knew the truth. I didn't want to be married to Jenna anymore.The problem was that I knew I was being shallow. How would I tell my family or my friends or her family the reason for our separation? I couldn't tell them that she wasn't good in bed. To be completely honest that was her only flaw. She. She half-lay on the table, face down, standing in only her shoes and the small hair band holding her ponytail. She was afraid... yet realized she was backing her pussy slowly and rhythmically against her attacker's groin. She heard him chuckle, and a whisper in her ear "do as you're told and I'll let you walk home nude. Disobey me, and you'll never leave these woods." He ripped the tape from her mouth, and she replied "ok." He snapped back "call me master, and keep your voice low." "Yes,. ”“I see,” she responded demurely. “I thought that was your job.”Larry laughed. “Well yes, I could help but it would be quicker having a good look at the websites,” he responded. “That’s if you want my cock inside you sooner rather than later.”“Oh I want it sooner.”“I’ll do my bit of course when I meet up with Ian,” he told her. “But there’s an awful lot you can do in the meantime.”“Hmmm,” she purred, “I look forward to seeing them. And what bit are you going to be doing with Ian?”“Well... there. Because of my age, he required that I leave a three hundred dollar cash deposit with him. The car was probably only worth about five hundred.With all of our stuff transferred over to the rental car, we drove off towards Diane's farm. It was actually south of Salem, on a farmer's market road that was unpaved but well maintained by someone. We turned left at a mail box about five miles down the road, and I saw the home that she was raised in for the first time. It was old, weatherbeaten, and very.