We parked ourselves on the patio and, as usual, indulged in more alcohol. At some point Shy staggered off to shower.When she returned, wrapped in a la...ge towel, she sunk into a chair and within half an hour, had fallen asleep. This was not unusual for my wife. When the wine took hold of her, she fell into a deep, deep slumber. Not u*********s, but a sleep so heavy she was impossible to awaken. I had, on a few occasions, hauled her off to bed and, in the morning, she had not questioned how she. I was not sure what to do so I let him grab it. As soon as he did I started to grow instantly. Jack said ohhhh, there it is and started to stroke it as if he were his own. He then said since I am doing this I dare you to suck me. I said I don't know. He said you have to it's a dare. I said okay, but deep down I was scared. I got over to him on my knees, he was still sitting on the log so I spread his legs grabbed his soft little cock with 2 fingers and started to suck. He started to moan as. .. Spanked it, too. Oh, and the things that you did to my cunny, my tits, my face ... I’m bloody well addicted by now. Plus, when you were pissed, you told me that I was your butt slut, that you had to keep me now, somehow. You said that you thought that Natalie would understand and you suspected that she was cheating already, but couldn’t prove it and didn’t care as long as you got strange arse, too.“So, yeah, you made me a promise. You’ll keep it now, right? Even though it was made while. Patrick left the couch with me sweatingand panting on my back, legs still spread. He returned to our bedroompresumably to find proper clothes. With his sweat and his body and hissmell gone my old mind briefly resurfaced and I recoiled at what I'djust done even as I felt his warm essence trickling out of me. I shut mylegs but it was far too late. Things were spiraling out of control. I got up off the sofa and ran to the bathroom, determined to rinse everylast filthy ounce of this foul secretion.