I sat patiently, listening to my wife getting fucked. I could hear guys enjoying her tight, pink, hole - I listened as their cocks filled her, making ...et, squishy sounds punctuated by my wife gasping for breath. One guy began to hesitate, managing to stutter, "I'm... going to cum..." "Cum in my mouth, baby!" my wife called, and only a moment later I heard the familiar sound of her swallowing, knowing that her throat was filled to capacity with a stranger's cum. I listened as she pulled off just. The little brat had responded slowly, bringing her large pretty eyes around to stare up at him. She didn't discontinue her masturbation when she said, "Uhm, isn't it obvious?"That made him fly into a rage. After marching over to the entertainment system he tore the DVD out of the player, calling his daughter the most horrible things he could think of before snapping the silver disc in two right in front of her eyes. It might have stopped there but then the little bitch smirked at him. In. My mind became--different. Different enough to keep me from ever holding a job that dealt with mathematics or paying attention to time.I became stronger. I was strong enough to leave the hospital, but I had no place to go. The court hired a 'minder' to take care of me, watch me, what ever. I wanted to go back to the farm to see what was still there. The farm was a desolate wreck. The animals had been sold off out of simple mercy to keep them from starving to death. The buildings were all. The camper went in the wrong direction. Dexter growled. Amber shook her head. Dexter pulled forward again, and started backing up.Dexter was lucky that the house had a driveway wide enough to fit two cars. He used the whole driveway getting the camper into it. He parked the truck and got out to see how he had done.Amber said, “Well, you did a pretty good job of taking up the whole driveway.”“I guess it’s a little crooked,” Dexter said.“For a minute there, I thought you were trying to parallel.