If it were not for the fact that I am much larger than my wife I am sure that I would be physically mistreated too. But the verbal abuse, her financia... recklessness, and her reluctance to uphold her side of the marital agreement (sex, cooking, housekeeping, etc.) has made me realize that our marriage is at an end.Alas, what to do? If I divorced her I would forfeit the house, the car, and most of my income. She would be living like a queen and I'd have to continue working like a slave to pay for. My Dad hangs out with him on Thursdays and he comes over on Fridays sometimes. He's been at almost all of our birthday parties and we all have him in our cellphones because he's basically the sitcom raunchy uncle you call when you need someone to buy you alcohol who will then offer to find you a hooker too. He actually did that once, but I think he was joking. "So Mom just takes cock like a whore?" I could hear the excitement creeping into his voice. "Pretty much what I heard, yeah. I also. When I tookthat shot in the chest I let the whole platoon down. I owe all of you alot more than you owe me." But ... I didn't think you made it off the hill that night." That's right, Hill 101, but you did make it and you lived to be an oldman. Thank goodness for that. It was a pretty horrible night for all ofus."Turning toward Raul now. "Something bad happened to you too. Isn't thatright?" Hmmm." Raul's eyes dropped toward the floor. His hand involuntarilyrose to rub the burn on his. Marcus had his tongue buried in Sara’s wet cunt and then pushed her aside. He inserted two fingers and fingered both sisters hard. Glancing up, he looked at the clock on the wall of the bus, 7:13, almost time.Nicole was ready to cum and let out a deep moan as her juices ran down his balls. He pushed her off and to the side, grabbed Sara and bent her over the ottoman. She was already soaked so he wasted no time sinking his cock deep inside. He slowly pumped in and out of Sara, and turned to the.