Shake My Pom Pom !

Studying bites when your girlfriend struts around in that little cheer uniform. Logan tries to keep his nose in the book, but Chloe parks herself on the desk and spreads her legs. "Touch it," she whispers, and he can't look away from the wet spot on her cotton panties. His fingers slide underneath, parting her lips, feeling how slick she already is. She drops to her knees, tugs his sweats down, and wraps her warm mouth around him. Logan forgets every page number. Chloe keeps him slick with spit, bobbing fast, then pulls off and kicks her sneakers away. Her bare feet find his cock, pressing the shaft between her arches. She squeezes, slides up and down, toes flexing around the head, milking him until he swears. When she climbs onto the bed, skirt still on, she pushes the panties aside and sinks down on him in one smooth stroke. The uniform top bounces with every thrust. Logan grips her hips and pumps into that tight heat, watching her ponytail swing. Chloe moans, clenching around him, riding until the desk chair squeaks beneath them.