Most of the cheerleading squad didn’t have her level of stamina when it came to satisfying members of the opposite sex. In fact, almost half of them...were more into licking one of the other cheerleaders, if the truth be known.She sat in her fire engine red Mustang at the stop sign and felt the little puddles of cum still pooled in her bum and right at the pulsating opening of her well exercised vagina. She wanted to put her fingers down there and feel the comforting wetness of male attentions,. The intruder'smember slid slowly down the back of my throat across my tongue till it hitmy gag reflex, and I began to choke."That's something that will be remedied with your training Trixie. Trustme. By the time we're through with you, sucking a golf ball through ahose will be second nature." The man slid his cock back and forth in my forcefully opened mouth slowlyat first as if to get me used to the feel. I was warm, and the more herepeated his thrusts, the slicker it got. His grip was. We went upstairs to Joan's bedroom and she brought some very large beach towels out of her closet. “What are they for?” I asked. “If you make me squirt again, I don't want to ruin the bed linens. Having sex with you could get pretty expensive.” “Please put them away,” I said. “We can always wash the sheets. Let's just take the comforter off the bed and I think everything will be fine.” “As long as you promise to not hold back.” “Not only would I not hold back,” I said as she returned the towels. The third leg of my walk of shame was much more enjoyable - by the time Iapproached the last corner, I was walking confidently, swinging my hips,enjoying my bonds and the exposure of my sissiness, the feeling of thecool air on my naked bottom, the wonderfully torturous fullness of thepumped-up inflatable butt plug, stretching me from the inside. When Iapproached Her house, I was almost sorry that the walk was over. However,my feet were killing me, I was hot and bothered inside the latex.