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YOUNG CHERRY CHEERLEADER
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CHAPTER 2
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The following Tuesday, St. Luke's was scheduled to play a home J.V.
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football game, their season opener.
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Jenny wore one of her cheerleading uniforms to school that day, as was
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customary for game days. She walked to her last-period class for the day,
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biology with Mr. Lewis, thinking about the fun that she was anticipating that
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evening after the game with her cheerleader friend, Angie.
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She wore a white long-sleeved oxford shirt with a red button-down vest
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over the top of it. The vest fit tightly, with white snaps. On her left
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breast was a small emblem showing a falcon, while the white letters "SLHS" ran
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down from her right shoulder to her right breast.
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Jenny's skirt was red-and-white plaid with knife pleats all the way
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around. It was made of a flimsy, light fabric that flipped around easily when
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she moved. As short as the squad's cheerleading skirts were, hers was
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incredibly short due to her very thin waist.
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Barely hidden under the skirt's hem, a pair of white cheerleading panties
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gripped her lithe, precious ass. A pair of white cotton knee socks and white
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tennies rounded out the uniform very nicely.
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On this day, Jenny chose to wear her long blonde hair loose. With just
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the slightest hint of wave to it, it shimmered in the hallway light and bounced
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against the back of her vest as she walked. A simple white barrette helped
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hold the hair back in place. She had golden bangs combed down straight across
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her forehead.
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She saw Mr. Lewis was standing outside the classroom, observing the
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students as they entered the classroom that day. Jenny thought that he was a
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very attractive man. He was in his mid-thirties, about six feet four with a
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basketball player's physique, with thick brown hair and a well-trimmed
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moustache. Even this was only the second week of classes, the young girl had
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already fantasized about him several times in class.
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Little Jenny could see that he was watching her as she came closer.
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Knowing that he was watching her, she decided to give Mr. Lewis a little show.
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A water fountain was almost directly opposite the classromm door where he
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stood, and she suddenly decided to get a few sips of water.
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She waltzed over to the water fountain, her lightweight, tiny pleated
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cheerleading skirt bouncing high on her sweet ass. Jenny bent over to drink,
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and as she did so, Mr. Lewis gawked as her cheerleading skirt pulled up even
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higher to reveal a little bit of ass and those tight white panties.
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Mr. Lewis felt an immediate bulge begin to grow in his slacks as he took
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in the picture of the young girl before him: the tight-fitting red vest
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outlining her tall but incredibly thin figure, the red-and-white plaid skirt
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ending in rippling pleats only slightly above the crotch of her white panties,
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long thin tanned thighs accentuated by those white knee socks...
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She took a few sips of water, then pretended to drink more as she stayed
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in that position for several more seconds, wanting desperately to get Mr. Lewis
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to notice her. Then she straightened up again and turned around to walk into
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the classroom.
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Jenny could see that he was definitely noticing her, and she was
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instantly proud of her little tease act. She smiled at him with her sweet
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little-girl dimples and he quickly returned the smile.
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She took her second-row seat, and the class started. As he lectured,
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Jenny noticed that Mr. Lewis was definitely making eye contact with her and
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looking over her whole body. She turned and looked at the other boys in the
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room, and a lot of them were staring at her.
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The young girl tried not to smile as she thought about the power that her
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body had over men. She loved to wear a cheerleading uniform and other short
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skirts, because she could feel the guys' eyes almost penetrate her, and it made
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her feel good.
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As Mr. Lewis continued his lecture, Jenny thought about the way that she
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sat, with her legs together, just the way her mother taught her.
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She decided that wasn't going to be too much fun for Mr. Lewis. She
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already had a clue that her teacher might be hot for her. If she gave him a
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show in class, she knew that he would enjoy it. But there were only five
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minutes left before the bell to end the period and the school day.
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Jenny slowly began to spread her knees as she sat in her chair. Soon
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they were about eighteen inches apart, and she knew that she was giving him a
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great view of her white panty crotch.
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Mr. Lewis was now clearly distracted. He somehow fumbled through the
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last few minutes of his lecture, and the bell mercifully rang.
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"Jenny Wilson, I'd like to see you for a minute," he said, as the
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students gathered their books and began to leave the room.
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Young Jenny took her time getting her things together. Was she in
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trouble? Or was Mr. Lewis wanting to get a few minutes alone with her?
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After the last students left the room, Jenny stood up and approached Mr.
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Lewis.
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"Yes, Mr. Lewis?" she presented herself, somewhat nervously.
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"Jenny, I need to talk to you for a few minutes," Mr. Lewis said as he
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sat in his chair.
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"Have a seat," he told her.
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Jenny boldly sat on the corner of his desk. He didn't seem to object,
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but looked a little surprised.
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"Did you realize how you were sitting in class?" he asked.
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"Yeah," she answered. "I thought you might like that."
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"I did," Mr. Lewis confessed. "But it really distracts me from teaching.
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Besides, you're much too young for me to be feeling this way about."
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"Feeling what way?" Jenny asked.
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Her teacher paused, not knowing how to say what he wanted to say.
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"Let's just say that when you act that this, it makes me want to do
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things that I shouldn't do."
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"Like wanting to have sex with me?" she blurted.
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"Yeah, you could say that," he said. "I don't have to tell you how much
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trouble that could get me into."
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"Who's going to tell?" asked Jenny.
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She curled a leg out across the desk, pulling her skirt up tight and
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showing her crotch again to Mr. Lewis.
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"Oh, Jenny..." he murmured. "I want you really bad..."
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"I want you too, Mr. Lewis," she answered, smiling and looking into his
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eyes.
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"If you want to lock the classroom door, I won't say anything," he told
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the girl.
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Jenny quickly got up and walked to the door, locked it, and closed it
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behind her, making sure that nobody was watching. Then she returned to Mr.
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Lewis' desk.
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Her handsome teacher stood up from his chair, and Jenny's sparkling blue
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eyes immediately locked on an enormous hard-on protruding from his slacks.
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"Yeah, Jenny, that's from you," he told her.
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Jenny smiled with those little dimples.
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"You're a little living doll, Jenny," he said as he took her into his
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arms and kissed her passionately.
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Jenny had never really been held or kissed like this before, and she just
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wanted to melt.
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Mr. Lewis put one hand around the little cheerleader's tiny waist, and
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placed his other hand on the back of one of her thighs, just below the hem of
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her little pleated skirt. He slowly ran it up under her skirt and grabbed her
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tight teen ass.
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"Hey, Jenny, has anyone ever eaten your pussy?" he asked.
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"No, but you can be the first, Mr. Lewis" she responded.
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He reached under her skirt with both hands, grabbing the waistband of her
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cheerleading panties and pulling them off along with the underwear underneath.
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They dropped to the floor, and Jenny stepped out of them.
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Mr. Lewis lowered Jenny onto his desk. She put her feet up on the edge
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of the desk and spread her legs far apart as he flipped her tiny skirt up and
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over her waist.
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The little cheerleader looked magnificent, lying there in her
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cheerleading uniform with her teen snatch opened up for her teacher.
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The little girl closed her eyes, then suddenly felt something warm and
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moist caressing her tender clit. She sighed deeply as her teacher stroked his
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tongue slowly across her pussy-trigger.
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"Oh, Mr. Lewis...That feels wonderful..." she quietly moaned.
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He licked her slowly for a few minutes, then sped up the action with more
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direct pressure on her sensitive organ.
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Jenny could feel that warm feeling building within her again, the same
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warmth that she had felt a few days earlier when she had fingered herself to
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her first orgasm.
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"Oh, Mr. Lewis, that feels sooooo good!" she moaned.
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This time it was more powerful. The little cheerleader grabbed her knees
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and pulled them up tightly against her as she grimaced with the incredible
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intensity of her nearing climax.
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"Oh, Mr. Lewis! I'm gonna cum! Oh! Oh! I'm gonna cuuuummmmmmm!!"
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Jenny groaned in ecstasy as she became overwhelmed by the sensation. Her
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legs quivered slightly with the muscular release of tension. Pussy juice
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spurted out onto her teacher's face and pooled on the desk.
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"Thank you, Mr. Lewis," she said. "I never felt anything quite like that
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before!"
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"I'm glad you enjoyed it, Jenny."
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"Would you like to fuck me, Mr. Lewis?" she asked.
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"You bet!"
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"I've never been fucked before, sir. I hope it's all right with you,"
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she said.
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"I'll be very gentle, Jenny."
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Mr. Lewis quickly pulled off his slacks and briefs as he gawked at the
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young cheerleader. Her red snap-down vest, the white long-sleeve oxford shirt
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underneath, the flimsy red-and-white plaid pleated skirt now piled up over her
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waist, the white cotton knee socks and tennies...there wasn't a man alive who
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wouldn't have wanted to fuck this young lady, he thought.
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His nine-inch spear was more than ready to give this girl a long-wanted
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fuck. The teacher pulled Jenny toward him, positioning her ass at the edge of
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the table so he could stand and fuck her as she lied there.
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Jenny watched with excitement as he nestled the tip of his prick against
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her hot, eager pussy and rubbed it across the opening several times to get it
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nice and wet.
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"Come on, Mr. Lewis. Fuck me!" she begged.
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Suddenly, she felt him enter her virgin pussy. Slowly, he drove the head
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into her. The young girl was incredibly tight, and he knew he was going to
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enjoy this.
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Mr. Lewis sawed it in and out of her slowly, pushing deeper with it each
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time until she was able to take most of it up her cherry teenage snatch.
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"Ooohhh... Mr. Lewis..." she moaned. Jenny felt wonderful. She tingled
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with the sensation of her teacher's stiff prick filling her wet little
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fuck-box.
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The horny teacher fucked the horny little cheerleader. With her feet on
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his desk and her knees up, he grasped her thighs and used them for leverage as
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he pumped his dick deep into her pretty little twat. Loud slushy sounds
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emanated from the loins of the two lovers as he gave her her first fuck, a
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tight wet fuck.
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"We're fuckin' now, aren't we, Mr. Lewis?"
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"Yeah, Jenny. I'm fuckin' your brains out."
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The excitement level quickly built within him as he screwed the beautiful
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young JV cheerleader. He knew he couldn't take it too much longer with the
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incredibly tight pussy on this young girl.
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"You like this, don't you, you little prick-teaser?" he asked.
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"Yeah...it feels nice."
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"You're such a good little girl. I've always liked fucking cheerleaders,
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especially in their uniforms."
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"You've fucked cheerleaders before?" Jenny asked.
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"You bet!"
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"From this school?"
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"Oh, sure. But nobody as young, sweet and tight as you, my darling..."
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Jenny smiled as she looked up at her teacher, hammering away at her with
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steady thrusts.
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"Oh, Jenny..." he moaned. "Your pussy is so tight, I can't take much
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more of this. Can I come in your pussy?" he asked.
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"You can squirt it wherever you want, Mr. Lewis. I'll even let you do it
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in my mouth, if you want," she answered.
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"I wanna do it in your pussy, you sweet little schoolgirl fucker," he
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told her. "The next time, I'll fuck your hot little mouth."
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He felt his cock-trigger reach the breaking point and threw his head back
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as he shoved his big dick into her with one more powerful thrust.
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"Aaaahhhh!!!" he groaned as he shot his first steamy wad of jizz into the
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young girl.
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Jenny could feel his cock pulsate within her as it filled her cunt with
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loads of thick white love-juice. Her teacher continued sawing his meat in and
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out of the young girl, and he quickly filled her moist, soft cunt with his
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fluid.
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Unable to hold any more of Mr. Lewis' cum, streams of it overflowed her
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young pussy and ran down over her tight teen ass, pooling on the teacher's
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desk.
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The pretty little cheerleader smiled and closed her eyes, enjoying the
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last few seconds of her first fuck and looking forward to her teacher's promise
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to fill her eager mouth with his cream...
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