#115982 - “HARDER!” she commanded again, “Fuck the shit out of me, Fag!” Hearing his wife’s favorite pet name for him, yelled out in the throes of passion, ignited James’ resolve. “Oh, fuck yeah! That’s what I’ve been missing!” she moaned, and repeatedly humped her cunt against him, wanting more! “Now, fuck me, stud, fuck me good!” James looked down at his wife, her legs spread wide, her eyes closed, her head rolling from side to side as her fantasy consumed her. And, though James understood why his mother sometimes dressed him in clothing that others considered ‘girly’ (his mother yearned for a female child and blamed her tiny-dicked husband’s lack of masculinity for her inability to conceive another child), James still resented being made to sit with his legs clamped tight, his hands in his lap, and his head bowed in deference to all the stronger men and women in his life.