She couldn’t think. She could just feel the horror in Yren’s words, the evil in what he described. She could feel her heart pounding and the world...spinning. She wanted to unhear what Yren had just relayed – but she knew she couldn’t. She knew she’d never be able to forget it for as long as she lived.There was silence for a moment and Bremer, shaken and ashamed, had just started moving forward when she heard Yren resume. “There was a note on her; they’d stuck it through her shoulder with a. ..walk too?" Let's give it a try," I told her. I helped her off the cart, and she stood there holding onto me while trying to get her balance. She let go of my arm, and swayed a little. Then she took her first steps. They were clumsy, like a baby walking for the first time. Then it dawned on me that it was Jennifer's first time."I can walk!" she shouted after a few steps. "I...I can really walk!"Something inside seemed to snap, as her emotions got the best of her. Tears formed in the poor girls. "Does it bother you?" she asked, holding out the wedding ring that encircled her slender finger. "I can take it off if you want?" "No, no," I responded. "Are you sure?" "Yeah." When I had first located Tara on Facebook and found out she was married, I did experience a tinge of jealousy. That jealously had since dissipated, but I was unsure of how she felt about cheating on her husband. "What did you tell him?" I asked, my curiosity overwhelming my better judgment. "I told him I was going to. No secret self here. Your desire for what is to come...evident in the smell and emissions of your sex.“Put your tongue out... slut”, I order, as I saw my throbbing cock deeper into your mouth. I start to fuck your face, long deep strokes, your head held rigidly, not moving at all. Your bright blue eyes, boring into my soul, lustfully submitting, searching for the emotion in mine. I pick up the pace, probing deeper into your throat, eliciting grunts and gargles. “This is how you fucking want.