Sooner or later we'll nail his ass. I'm sure of it." Darryl, why are you so sure he's cheating?" I asked."Oh my fucking God," said Darryl. "Listen to ...this." He played me the tape of Chris calling his wife at home after he left the presentation. Darryl thought it was funny as hell. He kept playing the last part over and over. "I love you, Helen ... beeeeeeeep,"Suddenly, I was pissed. I had never felt angrier or sadder in my life. "Shut the fuck up Darryl," I screamed. There were a few silent. My hands slid up her sides, down around her chest and cupped her dangling breasts. No longer caring about how much pain she was in, I pinched her tender nipples hard between my index and middle fingers. Using her breasts as support I continued to brutally ram myself into her. When I was ready to empty my load I used all my will to hold back. I wanted the feeling of her pussy wrapped tight around my dick to last as long as possible. To me, Lisa’s body was like an addictive d**g. I. Her parents and I leaned on each other for support when Meghan died, but since then, our relationship had soured again. Apparently, they thought I would turn the farm back over to them, walk away with nothing and go back to turning wrenches. After all, it was the ‘Winthrop family farm.’ What right did I have to take that from them? Never-mind that if I hadn’t come along, it would have been long since sold to a developer to pay off the mounting debt. I found this jaw dropping in its. I usually slept naked. I began to finger my pussy with two fingers. This felt really good and I quickly became wet. Then in went three fingers. It felt even better. I fingered myself faster and faster until I came. No one was home so I started screaming and moaning. "Oh god. That's great. Don't stop. Don't stop." I swore that I was alone, but my brother walked in and looked at me like I was crazy. Shit, I thought, That's embarrassing. "Can I talk to you?" He asked. I was masturbating, I.