We walked into school holding hands. I saw Tracy and the rest of the varsity cheerleaders eyeing us. I had an uneasy feeling that something was up by ...he way they were checking me out. I had seen that look, before, and it normally led to making Mr. Happy stand up and pay attention.What caught my eye was the new cheerleader. I hadn't met her, before. Her name was Pam Bell and she was a sophomore that had transferred in at the beginning of the school year. Her dad now worked at Tom's law firm. After pulling it on he looked over at Torry.She had on the same tee shirt as before but had put on her sneakers and socks.He, wiggled a 'come hither' finger at her and she strode over to him with a big smile on her face. Her face was uplifted and she put her face to his, touching lips for a soft kiss.Her Uncle bent to the side and lifted the hem of the tee shirt and laughed. "Just checking," he told her."You thought I was naked, didn't you?" she giggled at him."The thought crossed my mind.". She immediately swallowed the whole shaft into her warm, hungry mouth. She had sucked more than a few cocks in her day, that’s just how high school was. But nothing compared to her father’s cock. It was thick, warm, and hard as steel. She loved the way it felt pressed against her tongue. “Oh fuck…good girl.” Brad ran his fingers through her hair and kept his eyes on the road. Again, every now and then he would steal a glance at her sucking on his cock as they passed under a light. He ran his. "Sure you don't want a re-match?" Mom sighed. God, she was in shape. The last two games she'd swept me in almost killed me."No, it's okay, I concede defeat." I said. We were both covered in sweat and I was consciously trying not to stare at Mom's breasts, which heaved under the wet leotard that clung like a second skin. "Well then, I'll expect breakfast in bed, nice and early." Mom teased."In bed? Jeez, I didn't know that was part of the bet." Yep and I want my OJ freshly squeezed." She laughed.