I lifted up her skirt to see a blonde bush; guess she was a natural. I moved behind Ursula as she bent over, her skirt riding up and exposing her black spankies, the bloomer shorts cheerleaders wore over their underwear. Indian Porn “Ohh, Ursula, I love your tongue. “C’mon girls, keep practicin’.”
No one listened. I couldn’t see what was happening with her pleated skirts in the way, but Marybeth was moaning like a banshee. Ghost. I had to finish fast; luckily I hadn’t molested anyone else today, and I was ready to pop off in a cheerleader’s cunt. In the past I’ve been forced to keep my distance, but no longer. To be continued… And Marybeth, don’t be such a dyke!”
“But I didn’t touch her ass!” Then she gave Ursula a considering stare.
