Tommy held me by the waist as he started plunging his cock into me rhythmically to the echoing of our sexual calls.I looked up at my stepbrother in a ...tate of euphoria, each thrust causing immense pleasure. Tommy was looking hypnotized at my naked body, focused on the rhythm of our fucking and the way my body moved each time he penetrated me, his moans in sync with his motions.“Harder Tommy, fuck me harder” I called to my step brother, snapping him out of his trance as he obliged and quickened. " When Trisha's eyes met Mark's, he saw something in them that he didn't recognize."Give me your keys and I'll put your car in the garage," he spoke softly to her, wanting to hold her but afraid to touch her right now. "While I'm doing that, take off your boots and coat and sit by the fire to get warm."Without thinking, Trisha did as she was told and Mark took her keys to move her car. After he had the car secure in his garage, Mark noticed she had an over-night bag on the floor in the front. I asked her where she lived now and it turned out she had landed a position at the local school and had just moved back to town. She would be starting her new position at the start of the new semester.We started dating. I saw her every chance I could. She wouldn't talk about her divorce, except to say that it really hurt. To be honest here, I wanted to hunt the bastard down and beat the shit out of him for hurting my Mary. That's how I thought of her.It was about two months after we started. “Tell him to make sure that he rubs the oil in deep.”My heart was racing and I could feel my nipples tingling. Mark poured some oil onto his hand and I smiled as I nervously said softly, “He wants me to tell you to make sure you rub the oil in deeply.”“Oh... okay, Miss.”“Please call me Kerri. Miss sounds so formal, and we are far from formal!”“I understand, Kerri,” Mark smiled as he started rubbing it over my pussy; I climaxed again.He massaged the oil into my labia and clit for over ten.