A cheerleader slut like me can never hide how much of a slut she is. Truth! I am such a dirty little slut I was sitting on the bench in the guys locker room while they were on the field practicing. I was rubbing my pussy and getting really into it. I was wearing my cheer skirt and a tank t-shirt. Really I was working my pussy up into total wetness. I wanted to pussy juice soak my panties and slip them into my crush’s locker… nice and fresh.
I already had a little note with kisses on it and my cell number. I couldn’t think of anything hotter than getting rammed hard by his big fat jock cock. He was an upper classman, of course! Not sure he even noticed me ever. But that made me even hotter.
I was just really going at it and moaning his name… mmmm… Jim…. fuck my pussy Jim like a big bull of a man. Pick me up and slam me hard and deep. Oh Jim…. Fuck me…mmmm… moaning and whipping at this clit to make it juices squirt.
Pussy juice galore when a couple of guys walked up on me. They were whipping their cocks out and stroking immediately seeing this pussy juice nectar pot exposed. They were in front of me and I knew what I needed to do. Well, I got the attention and a date with Jim!