Jill Denison was a popular cheerleader at Westside High, a very prettyredhead. Tracy had had the hugest, most horrid crush on her ever sincehe'd firs... seen her in a cheerleading outfit and briefly spoken with herin band class. It was a hopeless, despairing crush, until someone toldhim that girls wanted to be pursued. A couple humiliating publicrejections later, he caught her alone a few days after graduation fromhigh school. All the pent-up lust, embarrassment, anger, hate,jealousy, and. ..cum,” and pulled my cock from her throat fast enough for the first stream to fill her gaping mouth as she tried to swallow the streaming load. The second stream hit her cheek and sprayed over to the other as I grabbed my cock to control the direction of the flow. The third arched to her mound, I wanted to lick her clean. She closed her eyes to get sprayed and then opened them with delight as I stood and milked what little remained over her chin and lips. She reached up and pulled my dick into. "Things aren't always a wonderful as they seem." What do you mean?" Let's just say it gets kinda cool at our house, even in the summer," I said. "I can't believe that guys aren't asking you out all the time." Marcia was in her late thirties, had never been married, and had not had a long-term relationship as long as we had known her. "I think guys around here are mostly interested in big boobs, and as you and everybody else knows, I got short-changed in that department."Marcia was medium. So why do I get off on life's spent creatures. The general assumption is women want big and thick members, rigid and unyielding, staying power and litres of semen.True, but only if you have plastic tits, an Oscar winning ability to mouth, 'Oh Yeah', long blond hair and short black roots, tats and nipple piercings, and finally an ability to fuck like a machine.All the above is the modern version of the 'Old Blow-Up Doll', from the previous generation, a manifestation of the female form, a.