So I kissed her to keep her calm. I started to slide in and it was really tight. I used to kiss and smooch her to reduce her anxiety.After 3-4 minutes... of this, I pushed it with a good amount of force to tear her hymen. She screamed and a few drops of tears rolled down her cheeks. Thanks to the EDM that was playing in the background to make sure no one gets to know about it.I kept it in that position for a minute or so. Then started the movement slowly. But there was hardly any trace of blood.. Envy, jealousy, selfishness didn’t seem to have any place in their lives; dissembling unnecessary among those who had no need to hide anything but their existence. These people were the perfect foster family, the kind I’d often fantasized about growing up.As the days, weeks and months flowed by, my life became practically idyllic. Somewhere along the way, the big chip permanently affixed to my shoulder fell off. I never realized how much on edge I was until I wasn’t. For the first time since I. After then I went downwards and started licking her pussy first the upper lips of it then the clitoris and then inside heavily. She orgasmed and I tasted her sweet juices. She was moaning heavily. She got her breath and told me that its her turn now and then gave me a good blowjob not the best as I was her first time.Then I released my all juices over her mouth. Later we took a shower together and I went to the bedroom to arrange the bed in order. She came with her wet hairs and that complexion. On the sofa, Alison had told me how she loved riding so I shouldn’t have been surprised when she returned with a long whippy riding crop. I took it from her and gave it a few trial swipes. It made a wonderful sound as I whipped it through the air. I felt that I should take the lead. “Alison, strip down to your underwear.” She didn’t move and I wondered if I’d somehow misread the situation. But I carried on. “Now Alison! Don’t make me tell you again,” I instructed her. I flexed the riding.