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YOUNG CHERRY CHEERLEADER
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CHAPTER 4
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It was a full week since Jenny Wilson's interlude with Mr. Walker. She
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found it hard to keep it from her best friend, Angie Walker, but she knew she
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must. She wondered what Angie would do if she found out.
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The two young cheerleaders walked to the football field for Tuesday
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afternoon's Saint John's J.V. game against nearby Franklin High. It was
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getting colder as fall neared, and this was the first opportunity for the J.V.
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girls to wear their new winter uniforms.
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Jenny and Angie both looked like dolls. Jenny, with her long blonde
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hair, parted in the middle and swept back over her shoulders with those golden
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bangs, looked sweet and innocent with her cute dimples. She was an absolute
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darling in her new cheerleading uniform. It fit her thin 5'6" frame like a
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glove, and she couldn't wait to show it off.
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Angie, a year older, was a bit more developed than Jenny. Almost as tall,
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her figure was more shapely, and her long brunette hair was thick and wavy. Her
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face was quite attractive, but not as sweet and innocent-looking as Jenny's.
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The cheerleading sweater was a tight, ribbed turtleneck variety, ending
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just at her waist, so that when she would lift her arms, her flat tummy would
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peek out. It was all white except for two thin red stripes running down the
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sides and down the sleeves. The red letters "SJHS", about four inches high, ran
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across her chest.
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Her skirt was red, with twelve inverted white pleats. It was ever so
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short, ending just below her crotch, and showing off her long, thin, tanned
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legs. Her white cheerleading panties were snug on her shapely teen ass.
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White knee socks with red-and-white saddle shoes completed the outfit.
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It was about 4:15 P.M. when Jenny and Angie arrived at the field. The
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stands were never very full for a J.V. game, but a number of supporters were
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already there, about fifteen minutes before kickoff.
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The girls began to do their stretching exercises, bending over, touching
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their toes, sitting on the grass with their legs spread apart to stretch the
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muscles, as they talked.
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"Don't look now, Jenny," said Angie, "but there's about ten men watching
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us right now."
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"Really?" said Jenny, pretending not to notice.
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"Oh, yeah. One guy even has a camera with a big lens," Angie added.
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"Those guys want a show, huh?" asked Jenny.
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"Sure. That's why they come out here. Most of them don't even have kids
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in our school. They just want to get turned on by us."
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"You think?" asked Jenny, laughing.
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"You bet. Most of those guys don't care about this games. They just
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want to imagine screwing us," stated Angie matter-of-factly.
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Jenny laughed.
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"You wanna give'em a show today?" Jenny asked.
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"Sure," Angie answered, smiling.
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The two naughty J.V. cheerleaders continued stretching, exaggerating
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their movements, making them slowly.
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Jenny stood up and bent over, stretching her hamstrings. Facing away
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from the stands, she proudly displayed her magnificent young ass, clad in the
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white cheerleading panties, to the fuck-hungry stares of the men.
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"Hey, Jenny," said Angie softly. "That guy with the camera is taking
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your picture."
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Jenny grinned. It thrilled her to tease the guys like this.
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Angie lay on her back, facing the stands. She raised her knees high in
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the air, then spread her legs slowly and brought them together again,
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displaying her cute little panty-covered crotch.
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"I think that's enough for now," laughed Angie.
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Jenny looked into the stands and saw Mr. Lewis, her teacher. He was
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staring directly at her.
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The band, seated in the stands, started playing one of their favorite
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rock songs. Jenny, Angie and the other cheerleaders started their pompon
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routine to the music.
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Jenny and Angie went out of their way to ma the routine as sexy as
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possible, shaking their little asses, the little red skirts flashing white from
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the pleats as they swished, the white cheer panties flashing from beneath the
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hem. They gyrated their little bodies, raising their arms and showing off the
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belly-buttons on their flat tummies.
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In the stands, the men were having a field day with these two young women
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blatantly showing their bodies off for them. Mr. Lewis was so horny, he
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couldn't take it any more. He walked down to the fence and motioned Jenny
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over.
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"Yeah, Mr. Lewis?" Jenny asked.
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"There's a janitor's closet just inside the back entrance, to the left.
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Please meet me there at halftime," he begged.
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"But Mr. Lewis, I'll only have ten minutes," she answered.
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"Please, Jenny?"
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"Okay, Mr. Lewis, but it will have to be quick."
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"I understand."
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With that, Mr. Lewis returned to his seat, only to leave a few minutes
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before halftime.
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At halftime, Angie asked Jenny to go to the concession stand with her.
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"I can't," answered Jenny.
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"Why not?" Angie asked.
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"Mr. Lewis wants me to meet him in the school for a couple of minutes,"
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Jenny explained.
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"Why?" Angie inquired further.
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Jenny blushed.
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"Are you guys having sex?!" Angie asked, a bit loudly.
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"Shhh!" Jenny reprimanded.
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"Really? That's wild!" said Angie, very softly this time.
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"We've only done it once," Jenny told her, "but this is between us,
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okay?"
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"Sure, Jenny. I've had sex with a couple of teachers before. It's really
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not a big deal, actually."
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Jenny smiled at her friend.
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"I have to go, Angie," she said, starting to walk off.
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Angie smiled back at her.
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"Have fun," said Angie. "Maybe I can have him next time."
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Angie walked briskly toward the school's rear entrance, her little red
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cheerleading skirt swishing from side to side, flashing its twelve white
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pleats.
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When she got to the janitor's closet, she looked around to see if anyone
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was looking, then knocked. Mr. Lewis opened the door, and she quickly stepped
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inside, closing and locking it behind her.
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"Thanks for coming, Jenny," said Mr. Lewis.
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"I've only have a few minutes," she reminded him.
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"I know. It's just that you put on such a show that I just had to have
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you right now!"
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He put his arms around her, pressed his lips tightly against hers, and
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pulled her tightly against him. The twelve white pleats of her tiny red
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cheerleading skirt fanned out as he reached underneath and squeezed her tight
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little ass through her cheer panties.
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"Put your hands on the sink," Mr. Lewis instructed.
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She obliged, turning around, bending over and grasping the edge of the
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sink.
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"I'm gonna fuck you this way, this time, sweetheart," he said. He stood
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behind her, undoing his trousers.
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"I thought you were gonna do it in my mouth next time," Jenny reminded.
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"Next time, I promise. But I've got to fuck your sweet little pussy
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right now."
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He winced as he pulled his rock-hard cock free from he imprisoning
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underwear. As Jenny looked over her shoulder, he flipped her tiny skirt over
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her waist.
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"Spread your legs, my honey he ordered.
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She did so, and Mr. Lewis grabbed the legband of her cheer panties. They
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were so tight, but he managed to pull them aside, exposing her little muff.
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"Aren't you going to take them off, sir?" Jenny asked.
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"No, Jenny," he answered. "I'm gonna fuck you in your panties."
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He fisted his pricktip to her pussy from behind. Nestling the head
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between her twat lips, he wiggled it slightly to moisten it with her cunt
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juice. She watched as he slowly drove it in.
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"Oooffff!" she groaned, as he entered her.
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Mr. Lewis grabbed her waist with both hands, moving her back and forth,
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as his cock sawed her sweet pussy.
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Jenny looke naughty. She was leaning over the sink in her cheerleading
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uniform, her white sweater pulled up high, her red skirt with the white pleats
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piled up over her waist, her white cheer panties stretched aside for his cock,
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her white knee socks and red-and-white saddle shoes spread wide apart for
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balance. fucked his little cheerleader hard. Her long blonde hair bounced as
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her teacher banged her.
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"Mr. Lewis, you're so nasty..." she told him.
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"Fucking me in my panties like this..."
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The young cheerleader could feel the friction stretched tight across her
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clit, and it felt really good. It quickly drove her to orgasm.
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"Oh, God! Mr. Lewis! I'm getting one!!"
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Jenny bit her lip to keep from screaming. She was overcome with a warm
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rush that swept through the luscious cheerleader.
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Mr. Lewis groaned.
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"I'm gonna cum, too!" he exclaimed.
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He grimaced as his cock released its tension, filling the young
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cheerleader with a hot load of cum. It spurted deep into her pussy, sending
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shivers through her thin, sweet body.
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Mr. Lewis slowed to a stop and pulled his dripping prick out of her.
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Jenny's cheerleading panties snapped loudly back into place. Jenny stood up and
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her skirt fell back into place.
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"Oh, I have to get back now!" she gasped, almost forgetting the game.
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"Thanks, Jenny," Mr. Lewis sighed.
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"Sure, Mr. Lewis," she answered. "Just remember, I get to suck you off
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next time."
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She smiled, opened the door slowly, saw that nobody was around, and
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quickly ran back to the game.
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By the time she got back to er friend, she could feel the sopping crotch
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of her tight cheer panties, soaking wet with Mr. Lewis' cum.
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"How was it?" asked Angie, teasing her.
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"Just fine," Jenny smiled.
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"Did you blow him?"
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"No, he fucked me again," Jenny answered, quietly.
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Angie looked her over.
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"Well, Jenny, you look just fine. Except for some of his cum on your
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legs," Angie chortled.
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Jenny could feel her teacher's cum as it slowly ran down her thighs onto
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her white knee socks.
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All through the second half, Jenny wondered how many people could notice
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that her panties were wet. But that didn't stop her from giving the guys more
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of a show. She kicked her legs high, twirled around and ground her hips to the
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band's music.
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After the game, Jenny and Angie were among the last to leave. It was 6:00
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and starting to get dark. The guy with the camera, who had been taking their
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pictures, approached them.
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"Uh oh, here comes the camera guy," Jenny warned.
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He smiled at the two cheerleader sweethearts.
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"Hi, girls!" he said. "My name's Mike."
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"Hi," they both answered politely.
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"You girls are really great cheerleaders," he complimented.
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"Thanks," they retorted, not knowing where the conversation was going.
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"I'd love to take some more pictures of you at my studio," he said.
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"I'll even pay you for your time."
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The girls perked up.
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"Really?" Jenny asked. "What would the pictures be for?"
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"Just for myself," came the honest answer.
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"I don't know..."
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"I'll pay you each fifty bucks, okay?" Mike asked.
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Jenny looked at Angie, who nodded in agreement.
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"Okay, Mike. When?"
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Mike shrugged.
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"How about now?" he asked.
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The girls were planning on going to a fast food joint for a couple of
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hours, so they knew they wouldn't be missed.
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"Sure," Angie answered, smiling.
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"We can take my car," he told them.
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Mike pulled the car into a garage at a home just a few miles from the
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school.
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"Here we are," he announced.
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The three stepped out of the car and walked inside.
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"I thought you said you have a studio," Angie commented.
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Mike smiled. "Well, you might say it's a portable studio."
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"Where is it?" asked Jenny.
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Mike led the two girls to a door and opened it. They saw a bed and
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studio lights, with a tripod and camera supplies
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"Oh, I get it," said Angie. She looked at Mike and smiled.
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"Just what we thought. You want some nasty pictures, don't you?"
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Jenny smiled at Mike. The thought of a guy taking nasty pictures of her
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and jacking off to them was exciting.
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"Why don't you girls sit on the bed?" Mike suggested.
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Angie and Jenny sat on the bed, while Mike turned to load his camera and
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turn the studio lights on.
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"Hey, Jenny. I know we can get some big money here, so let me do the
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talking, okay?" Angie whispered.
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Jenny nodded.
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Mike stepped toward the bed.
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"Okay, sweethearts. What are your names?"
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"I'm Angie and she's Jenny."
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Mike smiled. "Well, now, let's take some really nice pictures."
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He fired off a couple, the flashes from the lights filling the room like
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close lightning bolts.
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"Okay, girls, just put your knees about six inches apart."
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"You want to see our panties?" Angie asked.
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"Yeah," Mike admitted.
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One hundred bucks, then," Angie demanded.
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"Yeah, sure," he answered.
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The two young cheerleaders spread their legs and smiled for the camera as
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he fired off more photos. The girls spread their legs wide and pulled their
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little red cheerleading skirts high on their thighs, clearly showing him their
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white panty-covered crotches. Jenny was glad that her cheer panties had dried
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by now.
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"That's great," he said, firing off more pictures.
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The girls were really enjoying themselves.
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"Do you wanna see our asses?" asked Jenny.
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"Yeah! Yeah!" Mike blurted. "Take your shoes off and climb on the bed."
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Jenny and Angie untied their red-and-white saddle shoes and kicked them
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off.
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The girls turned around on the bed, kneeling on the edge and getting down
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on their elbows. They hiked their skirts up high on their panties. Their
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tight asses looked marvelous in those white cheer panties, with their cunny
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mounds bulging between their tight teen thighs.
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Mike was going crazy. The two young girls were driving him mad with
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lust. His cock ached against his jeans
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"How about taking your panties off?" he offered.
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"One hundred fifty apiece," Jenny demanded, before Angie had a chance to
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say anything.
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"Okay," he agreed.
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Jenny reached high under her skirt and thumbed the waistband of her
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panties, tugging them down around her thighs. Angie followed her lead. The
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two girls resumed their position, bent over facing away from Mike with their
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cheer panties stretched out on their thighs.
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Their pussies looked marvelous. Jenny's almost-bare blonde cunny and
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Angie's twat with a handful of brunette hair.
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He shot some more photos.
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"Okay, girls, now lean back on the bed and face me," he ordered. They
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obeyed.
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"Put your knees up and spread your legs and feet apart. Show off those
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pussies of yours."
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Jenny and Angie were eager to obey. They displaye magnificent cunts for
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the photographer, smiling sweetly for the camera.
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Jenny pulled the white pleats of her red cheerleading skirt up high and
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put a hand on her clit. She used her fingers to spread her pink pussy lips
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apart.
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Angie followed Jenny's lead, surprised by the younger girl's brashness.
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The two young cheerleaders began fingering their clits, masturbating for
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the camera, smiling t whole time for him.
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"My God..." Mike murmured. The sight was too much for him. The two
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teenage cheerleaders on the bed with their tight white turtleneck sweaters,
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their little red skirts with the white pleats, their panties off, the white
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knee socks...
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Mike was clicking off photo after photo, fumbling to reload the camera
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after each roll was taken.
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"How about taking the sweaters off??" he asked.
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"Two hundred each, then," insisted Angie.
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"Yeah, sure," he agreed.
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The two girls quickly pulled the tight sweaters off and tossed them
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aside, as well as their bras. They continued fingering themselves for him.
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Mike flashed photo after photo. He couldn't believe this. Angie and
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Jenny played with their clits, looking absolutely darling, wearing only their
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red cheerleading skirts with the twelve white pleats and the white knee socks.
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"I've gotta fuck somebody," he said.
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"How about me?" offered Angie.
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"No, me!" protested Jenny.
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He looked the two girls over. While Angie was attractive, Jenny was
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definitely younger, he thought. Her tiny tits with pointed nipples, her skinny
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body, the dimples and long blonde hair, she was the one he really wanted.
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"I'll tell you what. How about I eat your pussy and fuck you first,
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Angie? Then I'll fuck your cute little friend."
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He winked at Jenny, ho smiled.
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Mike ripped off his clothes in seconds and climbed in bed with the
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teenaged cheerleaders. Angie slid over onto her back and pulled up her little
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skirt as the photographer dove mouth-first into her crotch.
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Jenny couldn't believe the size of him. His dick was almost twelve
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inches long. Jenny's eyes were wide in amazement.
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Jenny watched as the man ate her friend's pussy, lapping hungrily at her
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hole.
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"Oooohhhh..." Angie moaned as he snacked on her snatch. She squeezed her
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"B"-sized tits and closed her eyes.
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Jenny reached over and grabbed Mike's massive cock with one hand. She
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rubbed it softly, caressing it gently with her fingers, stroking it very
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slowly. Then she rubbed his hairy balls gently, fondling his sack and rolling
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them around with her fingers.
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Mike groaned softly. Jenny watched in fascination as the man slowly
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slipped a finger up to Angie's ass. He slowly inserted it.
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"Oooffff!" Angie groaned. "Oh, God!"
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Angie had never had a guy's finger up her ass before, and it quickly
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excited her. She could feel the man slowly work it in and out of her ass, and
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it made his pussy-licking seem much more intense.
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"I'm gonna cum, mister!" she yelled. "You're doing it to me! Oh my
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God... Yesssss!"
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Angie's legs quivered as she climaxed.
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"Fuck me, Mike! Do it now!" she hollered.
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The man pulled his head out of her "Y". Angie pulled her knees up as he
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crawl up to her.
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Jenny watched intently as Mike plunged his cock into her cheerleader
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friend. She watched his ass as it pounded relentlessly into Angie, fucking her
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good and hard. She couldn't wait for her turn.
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"Don't cum yet, mister," Jenny reminded. "You said you'd fuck me, too."
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"Don't worry, sweetheart," he panted. "I'll get to you in a minute."
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The man rode Angie hard for another full minute, with Angie groaning
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under the assault of Mike's mammoth manhood. Then, he slowed to a stop,
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leaving a slightly disappointed Angie as he pulled his throbbing monster prick
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out of her.
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The photographer slid over to Jenny, who had laid down next to Angie.
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Her pussy was nice and wet from her masturbating and it glistened in the lights
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as she pulled her knees up high and spread them. Mike flipped her cheerleader
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skirt up over her waist. This time, Angie watched her friend as Jenny waited
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for him to skewer her with his big prick.
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"Are you gonna be able to take all of that?" Angie asked.
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"I don't know, Angie. I'll try," came Jenny's answer.
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The man nestled the prick tip into the opening of her snatch, rubbed it
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around in the moistness, and slowly slid it into the thin, young cheerleader.
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"Oh...oh...oh..." Jenny groaned, biting her lip.
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Angie climbed off the bed and grabbed Mike's camera as he started to fuck
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little Jenny.
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He pushed his prick a little deeper into her with each stroke. Jenny was
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so incredibly tight that he knew he wouldn't last long inside of her. He was
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able to push about seven inches into her before he hit her cervix, so he held
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up there, not wanting to hurt the darling cheerleader.
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Angie began taking pictures of the man fucking Jenny. Jenny had hooked
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her white knee socks around his back, and he was fucking her with a nice, slow
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pace.
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"You look good, you two," said Angie.
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Jenny look adorable under the man, dressed only in the little
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cheerleading skirt and white knee socks, her tiny tits rock-hard as the man
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sucked on them, and her long blonde hair across the bed.
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Angie shot off more pictures of the two lovers until she ran out of film.
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photographer was in fuck-heaven over the young teenager. He rammed his prick
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into her repeatedly until he was ready to explode.
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"Okay, girls, who wants to get my load?" he panted.
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"You can come in my mouth if you want," gasped Jenny.
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"Or mine," added Angie.
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"How about both?" he suggested.
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The man pulled out of Jenny. Angie quickly crawled back into bed.
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"Both of you girls put your faces next to each other," he ordered,
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whacking away at his cock with one hand.
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The girls did as she were told.
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"Now put your mouths next to each other's," he added.
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Jenny and Angie turned their faces to each other, their lips touching.
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"Now I'm gonna cum in both of your sweet little mouths," he said.
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The two cheerleaders opened their mouths wide, practically kissing each
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other. Their tongues reached outward for him as he lowered his prick-tip to
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their mouths. The hot breath of the two girls on his throbbing cock was too
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much for him.
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With a groan, he let loose a torrent of cum. It splattered into the
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mouths of both girls. With their tongues fighting for position to get more,
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his cock squirted more and more jizz at them.
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Jenny and Angie hungrily gulped it down as it came. It ran down their
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cheeks and into their hair, because they couldn't swallow it fast enough.
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Mike's prick finally stopped pumping cum at them. The two girls, with
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sticky white cock-cream all over their faces and on their lips, kissed each
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other softly in a gooey kiss as they giggled proud of their accomplishment.
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