His fingers probe deeper into my wetness, gently circling just inside me, teasing me. I move my hips to try and get him deeper into me, but he resists...my attempts, withdrawing his fingers until I stop moving. He’s not giving it to me yet; that is becoming clear. Suddenly he rips the thong from my body and pushes my legs apart. Without another word, he buries his face in my cunt, sucking on my clit and pushing his fingers back inside me. My entire sex is throbbing as he finger fucks me, his arm. But Peter didn't miss anything."Looks to me like you came in that bathroom. Are you sure you don't want to tell me anything?"I looked down at the floor. "I tried. I really tried. But after wearing the balls to class, when I touched my clit, I couldn't control myself. I climaxed." Thank you for telling me the truth Brittney, although I am disappointed you lied to me and tried to cover up your actions," he responded. "I require my partners to follow my instructions. I'll get your clothes and take. The brisk morning air and the sweet scent of the vineyards had me refreshed and ready for a full day. By the time I returned you were up and about, and curious to what our day would bring. After our light breakfast, we had a little time to lounge around. I took you for a walk through the vineyards. Just a walk, holding hands, getting to talk, was totally what we needed. As much as my mind wandered to last night’s activities, and wondered what tonight might bring. Just this time together was. To top that off, she was a 19-year-old high school dropout, which isn’t exactly high on the in-demand jobs list.I had managed to set aside some money and knew I could help her pay off the bills and promptly sent her a check. That only helped to delay the inevitable.I was anxious when I was finally able to take a couple of weeks of leave. There wasn’t much left for me to help with when I got there. Renee had found a buyer for the house and had arranged to pay off the bills. Most of the house had.