I had guessed that she was a virgin, and while I wanted to dominate her, I wanted to break her gently. “Shh” I whispered, leaning close to her ear...I kissed her lips, forcing my tongue into her mouth. I moved my other hand to her pussy, pushing a finger in. She jolted as if stung by an electric shock, but I held her in place, fucking her with my finger. When she was reasonable wet, I placed my dick at the entrance of her cunt and with one swift thrust, popped her cherry. She screamed so hard. Despite the obvious signs that she had been crying, she still looked attractive. She had on a white blouse that was slightly see-through which allowed me to see her really nice, lacy bra holding her ample breasts in a pert position and she also wore a short, red skirt. Her long legs were bare and by the way she was sat, I could see enough up her skirt to see her smooth inner thighs but I couldn't quite see her panties. "I suppose your mum told you about that bastard of an husband of mine?" she. It wasn’t a legal adoption, but the church they belonged to shielded the couple from any legal concerns. Her grandmother, then a new widow, was in no way able to raise a newborn child and she had had to swallow her anger and try and stay in touch with Naomi as best she could. The couple who took her wasn’t very cooperative in that regard, so Naomi saw little of her. What neither her guardians nor Naomi knew was that her grandmother had rewritten her will and as Naomi was the only living. And yet the idea of putting on my own clothes brought back my anxiety.Finally, not knowing what else to do,, I decided to go to theprinciple's office. I figured, that way, when someone came, I would havethe best chance of having an authority figure nearby.Not that I had much hope of explaining what happened to me.i took out the book I had been reading, and got back into the story.It wasnt until I finished the book that I finally decided no one wasgoing to come.I thought about the wish I had.