Usually she was his playmate. His dad's business was just getting started, it demanded an enormous amount of time, and so Mary and Sam were alone ofte.... She was his best friend. Sam, as a toddler, was a sickly child; he couldn't go out and play with the other child. This caused him to become a bookworm. When he became stronger and could play outside, it usually was with his mom. She showed him how to throw a baseball, climb a tree, kick a ball and all the other things boys his age could do. She. “OK guys, I’m nearly there, who wants to give the pig a shower?” There were mumbles of approval and I could feel the guys who were wanking shuffle closer to me. “Oh I’m going to shoot my spunk down his throat”. I felt the guy thrust deep and make me gag once more before starting to erupt deep inside my throat. As he pulled out he shot wads inside my mouth and then pulling out completely his last spurt or two splashed across my face. The pounding in my arse became more insistent and on one. All along the thought of her “I know I can take it” line is on my mind. “So I heard you and your sister talking about taking a big piece of meat yesterday” “Oh you heard that” she replied. “Yea and it got me thinking babe”. I said. Meanwhile in my mind I’m saying to myself “are you going to ask her if she ever had a cock that size before? That question has been on your mind for years! “So…have you ever had a cock that big”? I asked. “Well…not quite that big but pretty close”. My heart started. I want his actions to be met byconsequences. Debbie, on the other hand, who is enabling by nature, claimsthat his behavior is due to his teachers being "nutcases." She explodes inanger when I will not back down from my insistence that we ground Bruceuntil he improves at school and apologizes to his teachers.As long as we have been married, Debbie has had an explosive anger - eyesdarting from side to side, lips curled in a snarl. The truth is she oftenblames me for Bruce's acting out, irrational.