I smiled, knowing that plastic shaft mated to a matching hole in the back of each of my mother’s myriad of dildos, offering complete interchangeabil...ty on a whim. With a whimper of anticipation I reached with fumbling fingers to eagerly grasp the huge black dildo from the desk top. Wordlessly I handed the monstrous prick back behind me, allowing it to slip from my grasp as Mother took possession. A subtle squeaking sound betrayed the plastic prong of the harness being securely fitted into the. I nibble on his ear, sigh and mutter ‘Right here or in the back seat?’With a strangled groan, Jacob gets out of the car and I follow. He settles himself into the centre seat, I straddle him. He grabs my arse and pulls me close. My crotch grazing his hard cock, tight in his jeans. We start kissing, biting each other lips. Pulling it between my teeth causing him to moan in anticipation. His arm reaches around behind me to pull my hair out of its tie. He grabs the hair at the nape of my neck and. "Take my cock out and suck it for me," he ordered in the manner of that same simile, although a little slurred.In my own defense, I was terrified. I'm a slight person, weighing between one-twenty and one-twenty five all my life. My husband had referred to me as "wren-like", and I can't argue with that description. My long blond hair was what he'd said had made him fall in love with me.My hands shook as I fumbled with his zipper. When I succeeded in dragging Earl's dick out, I thought my heart. "A quick thought invaded my head."Are you having second thoughts about marrying Kurt?"She nodded. "Yes. I think I've made another mistake and I don't know what to do about it."I could see the beginnings of tears. "Tell me about it." He treats me like a maid and a ... a ... whore. I'm there to cook, clean and give him sex. He doesn't respect me and likes to rub it in by talking about you." What about me?" He calls you a wimp and worthless in bed or I wouldn't have left you. He thinks of himself.