Your cock was saying good morning to his beloved — if somewhat battered — sheath who adores him. Your cock is a gentleman, Donald. What’s wrong ...ith the rest of you?”“I adore you, Marion Whitfield.” A few minutes passed in silence and he said, “A penny for your thoughts?”“I was just thinking how incredibly lucky I am,” she said. As she replied, she moved as far toward him as the seat allowed. “Darling, I’m going to say something that may sound strange. I am really looking forward to our life. I need to see all that you’ve painted since Thanksgiving,” Fay said.“I hope you aren’t disappointed. I’m not doing as many now.”“Is this your newest?” she asked looking at my easel. “Look at this! Pen, it’s beautiful!”“I’m almost ready to start painting. I’ve been working on the sketch all weekend.”“What else do you have?”“I only have photos of the other two I’ve completed, and the finished one hanging over the bed. Oh, and the dreamscape I finished this week.” The girls looked back to the bed. " After a few minutes June said "That is not doing anything for me." "Ok June now we go to the next stage." June hook your thumbs into the waist band of your panties, slide them down your hips until they drop to the floor." Now June's pussy area was visible. It was covered in hair so that I could not see the slit between her pussy lips. Since I wanted to see her opened cunt I said "June you are going to go to the next stage but I want to see your pussy past the hair. Get a chair, sit on it and. We rode her hard. Oh, and she licked my pussy. Oh, it was soooooo good.”“Mmm, it was,” I agreed. I had been lusting after my fellow cheerleaders since I joined the squad. Now at seventeen, I was so glad I had finally indulged and devoured my first teammate’s pussy. And it was so good.But my real desire was to go out on the field and cheer, flashing my naked body, fucking my fellow cheerleaders. In my fantasies, it was with the strap-on dildo I had secretly ordered off the internet. But thanks.