James

We inched into a corner. With her back to the wall, I shielded her from prying eyes—not that anyone paid the slightest bit of attention to what we were doing. There was a riser that ran the edge of the room that was maybe six inches high and just wide enough for one person to stand on, and it put Cora at the perfect height for me to take advantage of her. The moment she released the zipper of my jeans, I dropped my hands from the sides of her head to her ass. She freed my dick, while my shirt covered her working it. In a twist of determination I doubted I could ever duplicate, I eased her panties to the side and held them there while I kneaded her ass. She made no attempt to stop me when I took her mouth with mine and then situated myself between her legs. She finally let go after lining the head up with her heated entrance. Cora allowed me to support her weight in my hands until she’d wrapped her legs around my waist and forced me deep inside her pussy.