I noticed then that the food smell had been replaced with the strong smell of some cheap perfume. Corina’s next attempt was better, but she froze up as our tongues met. Amateur porn “Well, make him comfortable,” she said. She was moving her hips, trying to work my cock in. “Yeah, but she’s a virgin,” I said. We walked out onto the open front porch, and I sat on the top step. Corina scooted off and was dripping strands of cum from her cunt. She walked over, took my hand, and led me back to the couch. With a firm grasp on my shaft, Theresa spread open Corina’s cunt and started mashing my cock against it. There was some lube jelly, a glass of water, and a small washcloth lying on a glass dish. Corina squatted back on my thighs and struggled with my belt. “Enough,” Theresa said. By the week’s end, I had decided to do “it.” Not entirely out of just being a “nice guy.” While the blowjobs were incredible, it had been a while since I had sunk my meat into anyone. She was still chomping on the apple. “OK, now undo him,” Theresa instructed. Corina got up and shyly removed her panties. She looped her leg back over me and stayed up-right above my lap.
