Turned on cheerleaders

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Margie Walker had her blouse open even before Mike stopped the car. She reached out and pressed her hand against his cock and sighed lustily, "Come on, Mike. Love me up a little," she breathed sexily.

Mike Wells tried to keep his stiffening cock under control as Margie thrust her titties out toward his face. Her little fingers were dancing over his cockshaft, almost making him forget why he was mad.

"You should have gone home with Rick Elms," he muttered. "I bet you'd like to get your tits in Rick's mouth. The way you to were dancing, I'm surprised you didn't sneak off and fuck him in a dark corner."

Margie sighed. She wasn't too worried about Mike's jealousy, but she wished he wouldn't pout like a kid every time she talked to someone else. She knew it was easy enough to pacify him if she got him horny enough, but it really put a crimp in her style to have him looking over her shoulder at all the school parties. Still, she didn't want to cut him loose yet. The State Basketball Tournament was coming and Mike was the big scorer on the team. There was a certain amount of prestige in being Mike's girl.

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