I raised my head up, and kissed him tenderly, and he responded the same way. Sometime during the kiss, he brought one hand onto my back and slid the o...her one onto my ass. I just enjoyed the motion of my body under his hands… the flexing and swiveling of my muscles, hips, and ass. My body is so tight, I could feel all of my muscles flex, particularly my thighs. As I push my stomach into him, I can feel a growing bulge through his pants. I move so that my stomach massages him, and I can feel him. It wasn’t long before he was really bucking against me with his body very close to mine so that the last few inches of his cock was spilling over the top of my crack. Due to that, every time his cock leaked or spit out some precum it spurted onto my back and a little in my hair. At first it just brought back memories to my previous time as Missy but this was different. Now it was if his precum was oozing into my skin, hot but not burning as if his semen was entering my body and increasing my. No longer was your hand massaging me, but your leg, pushed tight up against my cock, the tip of it rubbing against your tummy. I was so turned on at this point, I put my hands on your head and kissed you deep, and I pushed my tongue into your mouth. I could tell I was going to cum, and I pulled you tightly to my shoulder, and kissed your hair as I felt my cum release out over our bodies together. You were quietly experiencing the flood of your grandpa’s semen over your body. Instinctually, you. .." "Actually, it was in the guys' locker room," she confessed. "Oh," I said. "But hey, that's still wrong! I mean, it makes no sense why..." "I know!" she cried. "It's just not fair!" She buried her face in her hands and continued to cry. I was stunned by this sudden turn of events. I did not expect this at all. My favorite cheerleader was no longer going to be a cheerleader. Suddenly, I had an idea. "Well, surely, you can appeal!" I suggested. "Take it to the committee! Seriously!.