I simply told him that if he hurt her, I'd have his body put inside a concrete foundation pour.I watched. Smiled a lot, because Cindy took off in ways...nobody expected.And here was her mom, fixing to hurt my Cindy."Don't remember seeing them in here before," I said to Bubba."They, the two guys, they come in ever' so often. I've had to run 'em out of here. Got 'em arrested for fightin' in the parking lot. I think the sheriff's department got one of 'em for a DWI. That kind of shit. She's new,. "Oh, fuck..." I moaned.They were both clearly amused by my reaction. Ria grabbed the bottom hem of Tracy's tank top and rolled it up--and up, and up, and up--until the bottom halves of her breasts were exposed."Fuck him with your tits," Ria commanded.The rolled up hem of Tracy's shirt squeezed tightly around her chest, mashing her cleavage together. As she lowered her massive boobs onto my lap--and my erection speared up between them--the abundance of smooth flesh hugged me like a vice. I. They would jerk off and suck each other and one day he asked Les if he could fuck him. Les agreed and they did that a dozen times or so. He had a small cock and it slipped in as easily as Les's fingers and it felt really awesome. The first couple of times Les was on all 4's to be fucked but then the k** fucked him once on his back with Les's legs over the k**'s shoulders. That way he could jerk Les off while he fucked him. The k** really liked it that way so they always did it like afterwards.. I was also starving. And I really needed a drink. The more Ithought about my situation the less sense it made. I had been a goodhusband to Becca. I did verbally abuse her on occasion, but I neverstruck her. I made sure that she always had everything that she wanted.Why was she doing this? Was I really only a means to an end? Was shereally only after my money the whole time?Sure, I had TV to keep my company, but it's kinda hard to focus onwatching the Hawks play when you're forced to wear.