Sexy Cheerleader Cassidy Klein Takes Rough Ride From Muscled Stud

A short denim skirt, smooth, brown legs laid out below, tiny feet twitching; her top was a pink v-neck cotton, smooth over her flat abdomen, but swollen by her breasts; I knew they weren’t big, but were lovely held in my hands. – Bo sat down beside me, curling her legs up under her. Sislovesme Bo tensed as she spurted within, and I held her breast within my mouth, my hands to her buttocks – she was so smooth, no hair in her crack as I had, even if my body hair was sparse all over – but she had the desire to run her hands through my semen coating us both and took them to her mouth, slurping her fingers before jamming them into my own mouth. I was a little awkward as he glanced at my body, towel length-wise draped down my front: are we two men, which is ok, or male-female, which I decided was also ok, so I continued drying as Bo began removing clothes. Bo blew me a kiss and looked out the door before exiting. I stood under the dryer on my tiptoes, directing the hot air against my pants until they looked passable, and then I felt the need to go to the toilet; the only one available was the centre one, and I stepped in, lifting the cover and seat and waiting for my prick to relax enough to release the buildup from my bladder.