"It is all my fault... and now we are stuck like this! Can youforgive... No, of course you can't! I am so selfish! A selfish stupidcow!" With her las... sentences she had struggle to her feet and was about toturn around and to run away. Despite my missing strength I clawed myselfto her shoulders and didn't let go. "Wait! Please don't leave me! What happened? What should I forgive you?What have you done anyway?... Please... I am sure we'll find asolution; if we just stick together... we can. ”Though I was incapable of seeing it at the time, the psychology was brilliant. Until now Pete’s role had been almost entirely passive and voyeuristic. Making him strip me for my lover had been a fantastic way of involving him but actually making him say the words that would trigger my penetration and the final part of his cuckolding was sheer genius.Panting and still dazed, for a moment I remember fearing that my husband would back out and not let my pleasure become complete.But he. I still had my clothes on. When she told me to get undressed, I was sort of bashful. I had seen my cousin when he fucked her, and I knew my dick wasnt as big as his. I was scared so I told her I had better not. She told me if I didnt do it now she would never let me. So I slowly started taking my clothes off. She got off the bed and went down on her knees in front of me and started unzipping my pants. She got the undone and slid them down with my shorts all in one move. There it was. . I arrived at the farm around 6pm, just in time to grab the last steak from the BBQ. "So besides eating and the obvious drinking, you got anything special planned Josh?" I asked. "Not really, just figured we would hang out at the addict and see what the night brings us," Josh said. "Ow almost forgot, I bought us a nice gram of pure cocaine!" he said with a smirk on his face. I wasn't planning on using that tonight. But what the heck, we were young and we were gonna have some fun! Josh has.