”He squeezed my shoulders silently and pushed the hammock with one foot until we were swinging again.“I was ... I am ... Elissa Cousland.” I had...’t said it out loud yet, and it felt strange. “I still want to go by Sierra though. That’s okay, right?”He hummed. “I think you can go by whatever name you please. I’d find it rather strange to start calling you Elissa, I admit.”I swung for a moment, the words I wanted to say stuck somewhere in my chest. “They...” I gestured at the book. “They loved. “Shhh, keep it down, baby, I don’t want anyone to catch us and find out what a little slut you are.” He slipped calling Kim a slut in seamlessly, she was in too much ecstasy to protest, but for good measure, Alex moved his hand from under Kim’s shirt and over her mouth, offering his other middle finger for her to suck on while he continued fucking her little pussy with his now two fingers. Kim eagerly accepted his digit, which was buttery and salty from the popcorn they had had. As she sucked,. "No, best to let things lie as they are. You still love your husband, I'm sure, and while it's been a mental shock, it hasn't hurt you physically. You can respond to your husband and his love just as well as before, and of course, that's what counts in situations such as these." You... you really think so?" Trust me, Desirée," Helen said. She went on for a little while longer, soothingly and with confidence, instilling some reassurance back in the shattered wife, pouring a little more. " We exchanged pleasantries for a few moments and then they went to collect their meal.Two guards were detailed escort us back to prison and by then it was dark and cold enough to raise goosebumps on my skin but it wasn't far and I insisted that Roger held my hand. At one time I wore a cross around my neck but the sensation of the bluestone bouncing on my naked cold breasts — sorry tits — was quite different and made me notice them even more. Fortunately it was too dark for our escorts to.