My wife and I live in a small block of retirement flats and were really friendly with one of our neighbours, Tony, who lived on the floor above us. He...lived on his own, having recently gone through a nasty divorce and I knew he found my wife attractive, he’d told me so a couple of times. He was around our own age, mid sixties and my wife always seemed comfortable in his company so he seemed perfect for what I had in mind. I also knew I could trust him not to do anything behind my back so one. What makes an intelligent, resourceful and independent minded girl like Marie put up with an abusive partner? Why don't women simply leave? Or throw the bastard out? It was Marie's apartment, after all.Marie had tried. She had asked him to leave once when she was so battered and bruised she couldn't go to work for 3 days. Peter had left - long enough to buy flowers, a giant box of her favourite chocolates and pretty bracelet. He returned, contrite and remorseful, pleading that he had been under. He was also trying to kick off his boots and jeans at the same time. He inadvertently bit her nipple a little harder than he liked. This simple and accidental action caused Tammy to ignite into a steaming ball of passion. She threw her arms over his massive shoulders and locked them behind his neck. Her legs wrapped around his waist and her pussy with its bush of not so blond hair pushed against his mighty cock. She lifted herself up, trying to position him so his cock was at the entrance to. It made me cum myself. But to my stepdad, I just did not know if it was right.He grabbed my hand and held my head, he pushed it towards his big cock. First, I tightly shut my mouth, but he said "open that slutty mouth of yours, I know you are fantasizing about me, i see you fingering your hot pussy while looking at my picture, are you?"He was definitely true, I had a big admiration at him.from the very first time I saw him, I actually envied my mother for having such a chubby handsome guy like.