I lost track of how many times he had already sent me over the edge."Take that cock bitch," Ryan shouted as he rammed his meat inside of me with as mu...h force as he could muster.I dug my nails into Ryan's shoulders as he finally erupted inside of me. He was like a man possessed as he continued to ram his cock in and out until he shot every drop of his load. After he was done, Ryan got up and yanked his drenched briefs off and went to get a quick shower. I took one last look at his amazing ass. Harold wasn't a bad guy at all and good guys don't know how to deal with women, everybody knows that. Sometimes you have to put a woman in her place and that doesn't come from me or the devil, that comes from the Bible like the pastor says. A man is the head of his house and a woman's gotta respect that. So long as he's doing right, working hard, taking care of his family and being a man, well, his wife has to remember her place and when she forgets it's a husband's duty to remind her.The. A couple of times I saw her with two guys and once with three. I saw her climb in back seats and I followed her to hotels and motels. She got into vans and into the campers on the back of pickup trucks. The only place she never went was to our house and it finally dawned on me that she never brought her men home with her because I was always there.The next time dad went out of town I told mom that I was going on a four-day camping trip with some friends. That night I followed her to a bar and. " I'm definitely interested." If she's interested, do you want to interview her?" You said she'd be right for the job, correct?" Yes." Then hire her." Yes, Sir."While Jack entered data into his computer, I headed for the kitchen. I fed Bozo, then scrounged around the bathroom and our room for a load of clothes. I started the washer and let him out to do his thing. It was getting too cold out to leave the door open. He'd let us know when he was ready to come back in.I went into the kitchen and.