My Girlfriend's The Coach

Hey guys, cheerleaders. Need I say more? Those tiny skirts flipping up, bodies twisting like pretzels, and pom-poms jiggling wild. This cutie Ariana swings by for a rubdown—no uniform, but damn, that skirt's short as hell and her tits bounce like pros. Turns out she's eyeing the squad at the college where my girl's the coach. Boom, instant hookup. By hookup, I mean sliding my cock straight into that hot pink mouth. I lay it out: play ball if you want the spot. She gets the hint quick, tunes flipping from shy to slutty. She cheers my dick like a champ, gulping it deep till her eyes water, and I unload ropes of cum across that fresh, eager face. Hell, I even invent a cheer for her audition. 'Gimme a D! D!' Yeah, I gave her the D, full force.