Doble by Phil Cummings

Doble

We each placed our cocks in the openings, our arms straight holding our upper bodies above them, at the same time and we both realized at the same time that the tightness and resistance our cocks encountered could only mean one thing—both these chicks were virgins! We looked at each other again.
Lisa was holding onto my arms moaning, “No, no, no, Oh God, no, I’ve never…”
Tonia was struggling under Hugh, fear and reluctance surfacing even through the rush of the downers. It was now or never.