Donald leaned forward lapping her inner thighs, cleaning them with swipes of his tongue. His pointed tongue dipped into the folds of her thighs, then ...ove under her. Between her ass cheeks, he probed, lapped and gathered their fluids. He looked up to see Agness smile, then swirled his tongue around her outer labia, searching and cleaning. Donald filled his lungs then tenderly swiped his tongue down her cunt, sucking softly, licking tenderly. His hands slid beneath her thighs lifting them as his. Shit!"Uhh... uuuuhhhhh... aaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!" Lance bellowed out as he thrust home into the restrained cheerleader. She could feel his cock pulse within her, his seed shooting into her unprotected pussy. Suddenly, there were unseen fingers on her clit, manipulating it like no earthly lover had before. Her highly-stimulated love button pushed her overheated body over the edge, and she arched her back in orgasm."Nnnn! NNNNNN!!!" Her mind and body were at odds, but the feelings were too powerful.. "Mr. Grant, I wasn't being nosey but...I saw what you were watching on your computer." He slowly sinks into his chair. He doesn't say a word. "I just want you to know, I liked watching it. And I liked that you were watching it. I watch porn all of the time, and I love rubbing myself out. It's been a really long time since I've had a real cock in me, though." As I speak, I am slowly walking toward him. As I stand before him now, his cock is begging to be released from his pants. I'm not doing. It was damned near silent.Her body relaxed and I lowered her slowly to the ground.I lowered my body down on hers, my cock still inside.I pulled her hair back and whispered in her ear, “When I fuck a slut, I don’t stop until I have had my fill. And I am not done with you yet. Are you sure you want to be my slut?”She answered in a mumbled fashion with her cheek mashed into the carpet, “Make me your slut.”I resumed fucking her. Her moans returned louder than ever. I think she was still pretty.