"I really want to be a cheerleader coach. More than anything. And Tracy said she would help me." Only because you're a dirty, blackmailing whore," mut...ered Tracy under her breath."And we are here to make your every fantasy come true," breathed Stacy, totally ignoring her sister.Coach Baxter just stood where he was with his arms folded, glowering at the girls.Stacy was beginning to wonder if this was going to work. She decided to see if a little action wouldn't help to thaw out the coach. She. My hand was on pussy , other hand on boobs and my cock toughing her thigs. I feel i am grinding my cock to her thighs very slowly . In that moment with out controlling my self i sudeenly inserted my hand in her pussy touching her clitorios. Then i suddenly seen a jerk from my sister and a moan from her. I was scared in a shock , that might kick me .Instantaneously after her jerk and moan i took off my hand in side her pussy and moved from her as if nothing happened . I was waiting she might hit. Finally I pulled the dildo out of me and dropped it on the bed, my left hand reaching down to cup my mound and pussy, and my right hand reaching up and across my chest to grasp my left breast. I held and lightly squeezed it, the sensations still moving around my body.Some time later I coughed slightly, and Gloria handed me a bottle of water. I released my breast and took a long drink, then another. Finally I handed it back to her and she returned it to the nightstand, and wrapped both arms. She imagined herself in his dimly lit hotel room and the coach telling her that he was sorry, but she would have to remove her clothes. Carol began to get a wet.She kicked her covers off. Imagining that the coach was watching, she pulled her nightshirt up over her bottom. The cool air of the room stimulated her as it washed across her naked bottom. Her hand moved and began to rub between her legs. In her fantasy she was made to kneel with her ass raised high to the coach's view. On her bed she.