Grabbing it she immediately pulled it over her head. She was wearing the same black bra which she wore for the first time in the shop. I could see her...nipples through the bra. She slowly undid her jeans and slid them down her sexy legs before kicking them off and standing back up to let me get a good look at her tight body. Every inch of her body was so perfect. I lost myself in the world of admiration. My boxers were getting tighter. "are you alive" she said while waving her hand in front of. He gently slid a finger inside her causing her to gasp with pleasure. He rubbed her clit with his palm while moving his hand in and out of her. Yet she still wanted more, still needed more. She lay on her back as he drew himself over her. Her legs as opened to him as is her heart. As he entered her she again gasped with pleasure. His desire matching her own. Their words of love and desire told to each other, for no one’s ears but their own. As she climaxed for the first time a sense of. " Sure you will." He chided me with a wave of his hand. "Maybe whenBlaine gets back, he can trade in the Plymouth for one of thoseautomatic transmissions. You'll learn, when it's not socomplicated."He glanced out the window toward the barn. "Well...I guess I'dbetter be checking up on the boy, he and that dog of his aresupposed to be moving the cows toward the back pasture." He startedfor the door and paused. "You sure you'll be okay?" I'm sure...thanks." He gave me a quick wink and headed. ————— But here I was in my new home with both a foster mother and foster father. Both paying me more attention then I had ever had including sleeping with me in my bed every night so far. First just cuddling with me, then them making love with me right there, then my foster dad having sex with me so painfully the first time. And then a second time more gentle and intimate. This making me think it was okay, that I loved them and that everything was going to be wonderful. And then my foster dad.