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Her Cheerleader Slut

cheerleader slutI knew damn well by the way the new cheer coach was staring at her cheerleader slut she wasn’t getting any dick at home. I wondered why! She was certainly hot as fuck! This bitch had huge tits that didn’t hurt an inch. Her biceps were rock hard, and oh fuck her thighs admittedly made me make a little wet spot in my panties. Her ass was the perfect amount of bounce and she-hulk; I desperately wanted her to sit on my face and suffocate me the fuck to death with those cheeks. I’m not huge into snuff porn, but that gives me a whole idea for a new fantasy to masturbate to. Shit, I have to pay attention! My pussy is so wet, it’s so hard not to touch myself. The sexy coach separates us out. I wait in the lobby with the other whores, my mind full of how delicious my new coach’s pussy must be. Finally, it was my turn to audition! I went in and did some tumble stunts. She stopped me, walked up, and pulled me to the gym wall. Never breaking eye contact, that dyke dipped her fingers in my soaking wet Baby girl pussy, and brought two glistening fingers up. “What’s this, My tiny slut?” She grinned.


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