But it was getting too small, anyway. It was only a 34E," she added - quite unnecessarily, Shireen thought."But that was at the beginning of last year... Have you rubbed cum into your tits since then?"Nicola was getting bored with the subject. She wanted to take a shower. She smelled disgraceful. "Look, I can't hang around talking all night. I've got a date with Kenny in half an hour!"Shireen pouted and rolled herself into a ball. "It's not fair," she mumbled, sucking her thumb. "Why can't I get. She wasn't a small girl, but I took hold of her and carried her to the kitchen table. As soon as she was sitting on the table I started kissing her. Her mouth, earlobes, neck and finally breasts. At the same time I opened my jeans and as soon as I got them down to my ankles I stepped out of them. Only after that, did I allow my hands to start to tease her under her skirt. Somehow it did not surprise me to find out that she was not wearing pantyhose but stay ups. Yet I still avoided her pussy. Her status as outstanding new cheerleader didn't matter that much because the men had a certain pecking order which was handed down over the years, at school.Quarterbacks had first dibs, then running backs, then receivers, etc.As the day before the first game arrived, Kitty was told she had the honor of doing "Junior", the new star quarterback.Her smile turned to fright, "Junior is his name?" she wanted verification, and got it!Panic set in, and she told the head cheeerleader that she just had. A moment of silence except for the radio and buzzer, then Angela said, ÒThese are soaked!" Let me help you take them off. Angela stood and pulled the panties off Mary Ann's now straight legs. As Steph spread her legs again exposing her bald pussy, Angela tossed the wet panties into the front edge of the closet. (A present for me!) I wasn't sure if Angela would go through with the next part of our plan, but she was being good at staying out of my line of sight. I could see that Mary Ann's pussy.