"What's wrong with her?" her father said as he came inside. "Family curse bit her again," Marge said as she fixed them both a plate for lunch. "I thin... we still have the wheelbarrow," her father smiled. "Ha, ha," Jordan said as she looked at them both. Secretly she loved these moments. The three of them laughing it up. "Hopefully you find someone that likes them large," her mother smiled as she kissed her father's head. "I did, and so did your sister." "Well, Sherry is large all around," Jordan. Cindy could not believe what was about to happen. She had never thought about a man raping his wife, it almost seemed pointless; she would eventually have put out for him after she calmed down. She was one who thought it was her wifely duty, which is what made it difficult for her to understand what he meant when he accused her of not giving him what he needed."Please, Brad, not like this. Let me up, I'll do whatever you want, but not this way."He ignored her and grabbing the side of her. Me they want back on the farm, in the farming life, helping my husband raise the crop of wheat he plants in the ground while he helps me raise the crop of grandkids he plants in me. It's how it was for their parents before them, it was how it was for them and how they expected it to be for all their children, including me. They don't see or won't see that I wasn't happy on the farm. I tolerated it and did what was expected of me but I wasn't happy on the farm or with the farming life style."I. Oh, shit, thought Gemma. Just as he was getting close. Anxiously she pulled away from his penis and looked around. But she couldn't see anyone. The middle-aged couple who were sitting nearest to them were both reading, so if they had noticed what was going on they were ignoring it."Where? Who? I don't see anyone?" she said."Me!" His fingers grabbed her hair really hard and forced her head back down to his cock.She didn't have time to laugh at his silly joke. His strong grip on her hair conveyed.