Cheerleader slut, first me, next my crotch goblin. It may be behind me, but it’s not forgotten. A player is what guys were called, still are. Now girls on the other hand they were sluts and whores. I was a slut. A point to be remembered though is I was a high-ranking slut. Reserved for the basketball teams, football team, or to be frank any time that was playing well. 
Strong legs, flat stomach, flexible. All great traits to possess for a female who is a bit of a gymnast. Flipping through the air. Now, transfer all that too fucking. Hot cross buns of steel. Watch me sit and spin on the cock of yours.
Think about you standing, me running, jumping into your arms, pleated skirt riding high, no bra or panties, pulling your cock free. Legs wrapped tightly around you. Cock sliding into a tight wet pussy. At the same time that you begin pumping into me, I begin riding on you, arm going behind me to play with your balls.
Rolling them in my hand. Massaging them. Finger running up along your ass crack between your tight ass cheeks. Tracing around your asshole. Toying with it. Flexing tighter around you. Pulling you deeper. Quickly bringing you to climax. Gushing into my pussy.
Bending over backwards with you deep inside, legs still tight around. Palms hitting the ground balancing to have you begin fucking me downward this time. All this is what I have done, continue to do.
Next up, my crotch goblin is going to be just like me so if you want to know what she told me about her first time then we need to do some cheerleader phone sex.