He would hide inside a closet before our arrival to the motel room, but nobody else would be aware of his presence there… On Saturday late afternoon... Fatima’s hubby called me to tell he was there at the room’s motel. Fatima and I arrived fifteen minutes later and when she went to the bathroom I checked out he was fine inside the closet. He smiled at me, showing a video camera to film his wife in a black gangbang… At nine o´clock some knocking at the door told us the black guys were there ready. "Mmm, see, I told you I knew just how to make you hard!" Jess announced and smiled down to me.I could not say anything. I was enjoying the warm moisture of her pussy dripping slowly all over my throbbing muscle. I could feel the inside of her hot chasm pulse and flow around me. It slathered between her outer puffy lips that wrapped gently around my long hardness. Suddenly, Jess slid herself off of my throbbing cock. I glanced at it as it pulsed with the beat of my heart. It glistened with. I had to watch as the captain of the cheerleaders did aroutine and then do it myself. Luckily I had changed out of my uniformskirt into a pair of shorts because several routines involved flips whichmight have been embarrassing if my skirt flipped up. After we all tookour chances the coach said she'd post the notice the next day to showwhich girls were picked. I went home wondering how I would get anysleep.That evening Mum and Dad asked me if I was serious about becoming acheerleader. I told. “We both agreed that it must never happen again,” I said.“Did you enjoy it?” Maggie sounded a lot less relaxed now.“We didn’t intend to. It just sort of happened.”“I get that. But you obviously realised what you were doing. Did you enjoy it?”I realised that Maggie wasn’t going to let me move on from this.“Yes, I think we both enjoyed it.”“Did you finish inside her?”I found myself thinking about the strange way that Maggie had described cumming inside, but she hardly ever used crude language. I.