Dave's hips shifted slightly forward, and his cock head popped inside. The sensation made Cindy gasp and pitch upward, then back against the couch. Her head pitched side to side, wisps of her hair covering her face.

"Yeah... good. Almost there, babe. Now, when I pop your cherry, it's gonna sting but it won't hurt for long. You'll feel good when my cock is slippin' in and out."

He slowly pushed forward, his cock head stretching her tight tunnel. He felt her hymen's resistance and paused. Like pulling off a band aid, he figured the best idea was to make it quick.

Dave's hands gripped her hips and he lunged...