“My god,” she thought to herself, “The man loves my breasts.” She remembered that for hours his mouth and his hands were on her constantly. Ev...n as they recovered from a new orgasm, his hands or mouth was on her breast. Briana slowly slid a hand down across her tummy and between her legs. “Still wet?” she asked herself as her fingers lightly ran over her folds. Slipping a finger inside found a very wet condition. Putting that finger into her mouth explained it all, as the taste was distinctly. At that moment, I realized that this is what she was craving all along. This is what she needed, and I failed to do so. I wasn’t close to this. Rather in a situation like these, I hadn’t even taken part in the race.Now I know why she chose to call him and why I ended up stuck in this situation. The worse part for me is that this wasn’t even the end. Rather this was just a climax of the multiple shows I had to endure.Once my thought bubble broke, I realized the Virat was lying on the floor right. Have any of you actually been cheated by this man?" I asked.None of them had."Who made you think that you had been cheated?" I asked."Arlo Torek," a couple of them answered."What does Mr. Torek have to gain if this man has trouble on his farm?" I asked.A couple of them thought for a few seconds and said, "His place adjoins this one."I said, "It sounds to me like Mr. Torek is using you to help his own cause, while damaging a good, hard working man."They all thought about that for a while. Then. There’s no way she would. There can’t be. Can there? questioning my own thoughts as I chase them. Unable to come up with any other conclusion, I find myself settling on the only logical explanation; while I was gone, Amber masturbated and came all over my side of the bed.Reaching this conclusion and voicing it in my head has my cock hard all over again, once more sending all sorts of conflicting emotions through me. Reaching down to feel how big the wet spot is, I quickly come to the conclusion.