If Rod became a drunk, it would make her life even worse. She let Rod continue to maul her breast, telling herself that she had to, that she married h...m for better or for worse and had to put up with the bad times. She did wish, however, there would be better times, too. Lately, though, all she seemed to have was worse. ‘Come on, baby,’ Rod murmured. Holding her breast, he tugged at her, trying to get her to turn over, ‘Come on, you know you want it. You love it!’ Resigned to letting her. Sounds good as mum agreed. As mum had her back to me and was drying off i was even more aroused and out of no where i found my self being risky, i had placed my hand on my hard cock over my towel and felt myself just rubbing up and down it. I suppose i got horny knowing that i was doing this behind mum and she wasn't aware. Just like that she stepped back and i panicked and stopped. I moved back slightly incase she edged back into me and i watched on as she unclipped her bikini straps. Do you. ‘No, we gotta settle this fucking shit right now.’ He demanded again. Now I knew Donny would never hit me, but at the moment he looked like he would kill me if I didn’t do what he said. Instead of arguing about it, I just gave in and said okay. I followed him back downstairs. I watched him the whole time as I looked at his big beautiful body, confidently walking to the living room. I watched the water droplets on his back slide down into dark space under his towel. My dick started to grow,. It was all around her. She could hardly stand it. It pressed close like a cold cocoon that seemed to seep into every pore of her skin. She wanted to scream, but what good would it do? She was alone. More alone than she had ever felt in her life. Her voice was already raw from screaming and counting off lashes that had fallen upon her back as He had demanded. Each raw mark throbbed painfully as she lay against the whipping post, her hands strung up over her head, forcing her body’s weight to.