Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
I stopped at Coach’s office one day after cheer practice. We’d just finished marking through all the new routines for the year. I knew the next day, the Head Cheerleader would be announced. So, I need to make sure the name called would be mine. I planned to convince Coach that I was the perfect and right girl for the job.
He sat at his desk when I walked in still in my practice outfit of short, pleated skirt and pink sports bra. When he looked up I watched his eyes roam up and down my tight athletic body. I knew he would be putty in my hands at that point.
Head Cheerleader
I put my sexiest smile on my face. Then I walked around his desk and plopped my tight little ass right on the edge. He scooted his chair back and folded his hands across his stomach. His smile grew wider as I pushed myself back on his desk and spread my legs so he could look right up my skirt. Then I presented my proposal.
I told him that I’d worked my ass off all summer and that I deserved the position of head cheerleader. However, I promised that I’d do whatever it took to make sure that I achieved my goal. He reached out and slipped his finger under my spanks and panties that I was wearing under my practice skirt. Anything? He asked as he pushed his finger into my already wet pussy.
I grabbed his wrist and pushed his finger deeper inside me as I leaned forward. You can fuck me anywhere at any time for the rest of the year. Aren’t you wondering just how tight my ass is Coach? Maybe you’d like to start there. I slid off the desk and pulled down my spanks and panties. He stood up unbuckling his pants promising me that the Head Cheerleader position was mine.
Zesty Zoey
1-844-332-2639 Ext 403