...." Morgan was distracted as she saw someone sitting on the bleachers, Morgan demanded no one outside the cheer squad be at the meetings, "I'll be r...ght back girls" she put on a fake smile as she approached the trespasserShe was one of the goth kids, her black hair covering her face, she wore a ripped up dress with a red hoodie and boots, she was listening to music as she wrote, "ahem" Morgan said and gave the girl a moment to notice her"uh can I help you?" she asked annoyed, which infuriated. ‘Oh my God your that feels good! I want you deeper! Fuck me hard you bastard!’I grabbed hold of her hips and slammed my cock into her again and again, withdrawing almost fully before slamming my 6 inches to the hilt. I looked to my left to see her beautiful profile in the mirror as I fucked her, her breasts swinging rhythmically with my thrusts and her head back and eyes closed in ecstasy as she backed against me, forcing my rod even deeper inside her. I reached round for her breasts, cupping. Middle finger to that small point and almost instantaneously, electronic charges shot out through her body. God, what was happening? Her breathing was faster. And as her fingers circled faster and harder, it came in wilder gasps.Her mouth gaped at the storm that was overcoming her. Could there be more? Bizarre but beautiful, as her frantic mind tried to come to terms with the euphoria that was taking her. She curled her body helplessly around the core of the sensations.As she caught her breath. She was looking for a way to speed things up.When Bill asked her out on their fourth date, she had decided to be direct and blunt. No more beating around the bush. As they were sitting in the car after a nice evening at the playhouse, she turned to Bill."Bill, I know this may sound very unladylike of me, but I want to know something. Is there a reason you haven't asked me to have sex with you?" There it was. No subtlety, just plain speaking."Ah ... uhmmm ... Marion. I don't know what to say..