A big guy was sitting next to me finishing his coffee.We struck up a conversation. He was about forty years old. His name was Earl. He was a friendly ...ood looking guy, easy to talk to. I told him about needing a place to stay and a job close to Sacramento. He empathized about my wife’s condition.He told me he owned the lumber yard across the street.“I have to get back to work. Come and see me when you’re finished eating.”When I was done, I walked over.He was very cordial and showed me all. He pulled her hair back with one hand whilst kissing her neck, and worked his other hand down towards her pussy. She jumped a little when he started to rub hard on her clit from behind, she had only ever done it herself before. He then brought his other hand down and shoved 3 fingers really quickly into her tight virgin pussy. She let out another scream, as she was in pain but for some reason didn't want him to stop. His fingers were covered in her creamy fresh cum and then he put them to her. "Well, freak," Renee said, coming to look me in the face, "I now have to show off my body to everyone in the school for four weeks. Are you happy about that?" Renee," I said, "I..."I got no farther. I suddenly received a slap across the face that had me seeing stars."Ouch," Renee said, shaking her hand. "That hurt."As my vision began to clear, I looked up at her. Her face was beet red and I just knew that anything I said would result in another hit."I was going to spend about an hour kicking. She shrieks and howls as I build up to a rapid, feverish pace. Her knuckles gripping the counter turn white as the tan implement between her legs turns red. It doesn't exactly pour out of her, which is fine, but by the time I stop, my fingers are pretty bloody and there are light splatters across my chest and the floor below. I let the roll just fall out of her and then fish for the tooth brush, wiping it around her shredded entrance as she winces.'Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,' she keeps.