.... so she thought. She would get on her bike and cruise the neighborhood to get some fresh air and exercise. She wanted to tryout for cheerleader th...s year and she needed to get into shape. Sara was a petite 5'4 and only 110lbs soaking wet. Her long coal black hair tossled around her waist and her olive skin showed traces of her American Indian heritage. She was a beauty and she knew it. Sarah quickly got dressed into her hotpants and half shirt and glided down the street on her bike.Her now. It was a sensation I had never had before; it wasn’t uncomfortable, just different. Her breath started to get short as she fucked my ass, making me whimper and groan. I felt her lean forward, her soft breasts pressing against my back. I could feel her reach underneath me, cupping my balls and playing with my cock.“Yeah, take my plastic cock you little sissy slut.”She had never spoken to me like this before and I must admit it was quite a turn on. I took her hand and placed it on my shaft, it. She pushed down, slowly but surely working her way to the halfway point. Already, even at that, she gagged several times as the thick head swelled at the back of her throat. Her whole body convulsed. She felt her pussy bubbling with secretion. She put a hand back there, and at the first touch to her cunt meat she shuddered all over.But she wasn't through swallowing him. She was determined to take the whole fucking thing into her mouth. She couldn't remember ever sucking as big a dick as this. ”“Go on.”“Well I bent over the desk and she told me to lower my pants. I stood and luckily my ...er…erection had gone down. I bent over and she gave me six scorchers. You wouldn’t believe such as pretty mature woman had it in her.”“Wow! So her partner caned her?”“No she handed me the cane once I was dressed of course. She stood by the desk but back a bit and removed her skirt and then bent over and touched her toes. I said she should have her knickers down and her partner agreed. He eased them.