”“Yeah, she suggested you for a Base. What do you know about cheer?” she asked.“Next to nothing,” I admitted. “I’m aware of the outfits ...nd the fetish, but beyond that, I’m not sure what there is to it. She suggested I’d be good at it though for some reason.”“Yeah, most guys think it’s empty-headed bimbos that exist for sex with football players.”I shrugged. “I presumed that wasn’t the case, since I don’t think I have the hips for sex with football players. I guessed that if that was what you. Eventually he got used to that too. With time I might be in bed and he would quietly open the door and use the computer, trying his hardest not to disturb me. What he didn’t know was I would wake up briefly when he entered and go straight back to bed. I would scare him occasionally by speaking to him after 5 minutes, he thinking I was sound asleep. Of course in addition to playing games he was downloading porn, thinking I wouldn’t notice. He became comfortable playing online for hours while I. Worse still she had lost her bra and her bikinis were soaked as if she had taken a shower while still wearing them. It was then that she realized there were other men now seated comfortably having drinks. She soon discovered herself seated between two beefy men who were pawing her tits and rubbing her crotch while the others laughed and egged them on. Somehow her pubic mound was exposed, then fingers began to intrude into her pussy. She tried to struggle but she was unable to do anything. I could get him to do whatever wanted. Or, I could ruin his night.I grabbed his dick and asked him if he wanted to stick it in me. Naturally, he said yes, so I started hiking up my skirt around my waist. I told him to sit down on the toilet and started to straddle him. I asked him to close his eyes and told him I would do all the work. He seemed to love this idea.I kissed his neck and brought my juicy snatch close to his cock. It tapped my pussy lightly. Just the head grazed its warmth. Then I.