Until now that is. We had been getting on well, all three of us until two nights ago. Greg had spied some mates in the pub and excused himself to chat...to them leaving Melissa and I on our own for a while. It was then she laid her hand on my knee and told me the news. I was a little shocked to say the least, but she was adamant that everything would be alright. I guess she had sized me up pretty well over the previous weeks. She knew I fancied her and she knew that I would be more or less unable. I went to the band room to see my old friends, and the woman’s husband told me that they were separated. Then he told me that she had been sick, and that I he thought that she would enjoy a visit from me.I went to her house, and no one was home. There was a large event in town that weekend, and I had a thought that she might be there. Five minutes after I got to the event, she walked through the gate, spotted me, wrapped her arms around me and we made out for at least fifteen minutes. My. His hands were playing with my enormous breasts. I was moving my hips. My pussy was slapping down on his cock. We were kissing deep and passionately. My pussy was very wet and making her squelching noises. “Ellen, your pussy feels so good on my cock. You’re really wet sweetie.” “Oh Peter, your cock feels so good. Fucking hell.” My stepfather had his hands on my ass. Peter was bucking up into my pussy. We were in great rhythm with each other. His cock was so deep inside my pussy. It was. All of a sudden, I felt his balls tighten as I cupped them in my hand. And I felt his cum shoot and hit the back of my throat. I lapped up every drop as he let his cock fall out of my mouth. “Get up,” he commanded. I got up and turned around as he picked me up and set me on the table. He positioned himself between my legs and teased my wet virgin pussy with his head. I muttered, “please.” He liked to hear me beg as I could tell when he smirked at my expression. “Ready?” he asked as he scooted.