I rub my scrotum over those lips a few times before backing up. You reach between us grabbing and guiding my cock at your opening, brushing it slightl... against your swollen lips as you do so. I push forward, entering you suddenly. You moan in pleasure. I begin thrusting hard and fast. Fucking you in earnest. You want to feel me pulse as my ejaculation mixes with your third orgasm. We have been fucking like this for 20 minutes or so, your husband witnessing the first 10. You reach up, stroking. It built aircraft. We lived in the San Diego area. Chula Vista, to be exact. I had turned eighteen years old in January. My senior year was over in a month. I was ready to meet the challenges. I would be going to college at San Diego State College. I could live at home. The weather was grand, and the city was lovely. My stepmother was a housewife. Even though she had been a great mother to me, I still called her Cindy. She never minded, I don't think. Not a lot of women worked then. Salaries. We had finally planned to meet and we both counted down the days.I was at her place now me my carry on and a gift bag full of goodies. As I got to her door I adjusted my jacket and ran my fingers through my hair, it had to be perfect. She opened the door before I could knock and greeted me with a huge smile hug and kiss ”Hi I can’t believe you are here!” I couldn’t believe it either really I had wanted this for so long.She took my bags and immediately went through the gift bag setting the items. I couldn’t break free. I struggled with all my strength, but I felt my energy ebbing away, and then blackness.When I woke up I was lying on the floor and my head was cradled in a boy’s lap who was sitting on the floor. He was looking down at me with a very concerned look in his eyes. “Patricia. Patricia. Are you OK? Can you hear me?”I looked up at him. My head was foggy. “Who are you? What happened?” After speaking I realized that the ball-gag had been removed.“I’m Sam. You passed out. All the.