1. Enough Is Enough


    Date: 2/1/2016, Categories: Fetish, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    press you about it, not because I didn't care, but because I didn't want to add to the pain I thought you were experiencing. That too, was a mistake on my part." Bob paused, hoping Brandy would say something. She didn't. She could have told him that she married him because the guy who knocked her up took off when she told him she was pregnant. She could have told him she wanted to divorce him after the baby died but he was so nice to her, took such good care of her that she stayed. She changed her style of dress because she didn't want to have sex with him. He didn't turn her on. She got turned on by f***eful men. He was too nice. She didn't say anything. Bob continued. "As time went on I saw you taking less and less care of the house, our stuff and yourself. I took up the slack. I didn't talk to you about it. Anytime I started to, you reacted negatively and I allowed that to push me away." "You're a wimp! I push you away because I can. Remember what I told you I want for our anniversary? I meant it!" "You want to be fucked senseless? Remember what I promised? I said I'd see what I could do." Bob got up and went to the other side of the car. He came back carrying a cot. Made of aluminum and green webbed fabric it was strong and light. He dropped it on the ground a foot from Brandy. He started undressing. "Get on the cot, Brandy, or stand up and bend over, you're about to be fucked senseless." "I don't want you to fuck me! I want a man to fuck me! A real man!" She was ...
    screaming. Bob finished undressing, except for his shoes. He took the three steps to Brandy and jerked her to her feet. She tried to hit him and he slapped her across the tits. She screamed and fell back into the chair. "Get on your back on the damned cot!" She glared up at him and thought about grabbing is cock and ripping it off. He hit her across the face. "Harm me and you'll die out here. The buzzards will pick your bones clean. Are you going to fight me all the way or are you getting the idea the wimp is gone and I'm in charge?" "You're still a wimp!" "Probably, but I'm learning fast. The wimp of a week ago would never had hit you. He loved you the way he had been taught to love a woman, a wife. You wanted a f***eful man, one who would take what he wanted. The wimp wanted you to give him what he needed. A mismatched pair if one ever existed. You now have a choice before you, get your ass on that bed and open your legs for me or fight me and get left in the desert." "You won't do it! You're a wimp who grew balls for a minute! The minute is over." Bob sat down and took off his shoes. He pulled on his boxers and then his pants. "See," she said. "You've wimped out again." Bob pulled his shirt on and put his shoes back on. He folded the chair and put it in the back seat of the car. He said, "The weather forecast for this area says that by nine this morning it will be a hundred degrees. By three this afternoon it will be near one-twenty. There is no shade for at least ten miles. You ...
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