cheerleaders [salvatore brothers]

cheerleaders

why do i have these sinful thoughts? they run through my mind on a daily basis.

cheerleaders.

they were a turn on. a good fuck. something about cheerleaders made me go crazy.

i finally had one who changed me. she made me only want her and i desperately craved for her non stop.

i had her bent over my desk as i had a clear vision of the soft smooth skin from her back. her silky dark hair effortless touching her skin.

i was ramming myself inside of her from the back as I dug my fingers into her hips. i fucked her like my life depended on it.

her moans echoing through my office after practice hours.

i reached my climax as so did she and pulled out of her.

she turned around, blushing.

"no one has ever fucked me like that." she whispered.

"i'm sorry if i'd hurt you. i sometimes get carried away. i have a thing for cheerleaders." i kissed her cheek and then looked into her eyes. "but you lacey, are my favorite."