Interesting. Was it because I asked Wren to quit telling her brain that she is blind? Is that how she could move the way she did and never knew it was... her eyes helping her?“To be blind is not miserable; not to be able to bear blindness, that is miserable - John Milton,” she said without even a thought about how Wren had so believed that she was still blind that she made it so.After I came in all three of her holes, her mouth by her demand, not request, multiple times, she begged me to stop. I didn’t have a care in the world; save one...pussy! I was obsessed with it, and would do anything, and I mean ANYTHING, for it. Everyone I knew, they were associated with a hot chick, or were a hot chick themselves. That’s how I rolled. Married or divorced; I didn’t care. I can’t even guess how many broken relationships I’ve caused just because I wanted to cum. I didn’t give a shit, but that doesn’t mean I did not help some relationships along the way.I wanted to hitch a ride to my friend to. They went up two or three flights of dungeon stairs, past guard posts and into the main halls of what Antal assumed was the main city administration building. Up more stairs and down hallways until they came to a large solid door guarded by two more soldiers."Bringing up the smuggler to see the Herceg," his escort grunted. One of the guards checked his shackles and after confirming they were on and tight nodded and the doors were pushed open. Again he was dragged into a well lighted room and. "Can we rub out that last sentence please? It is me that needs help. I'm so sorry for what I said. It came out without thinking."Okay, let's start again. Why do you want me to help you?"She hesitated and then repeated her first statement. "I still think the tutor is shit. It's okay for people like you who more or less know it to start with and only need a bit a revision, but for those of us who haven't the background knowledge, he expects us to pick it up from books, the hand-out sheets and.