Victoria Parker - No cherry cheerleader

"Beat it! Come on! Faster! Come on, you peter-beater! Beat it!"

"Oh, Kelly!" Frank gasped, entranced by Kelly's rolling hips and the way she pushed her pussy at him. He sat hunched over on the edge of the bed, pounding wildly on his prick.

Kelly loved watching the man masturbate. She didn't exactly know why, and she wondered if all young girls enjoyed turning on men the way she enjoyed it. She supposed that they did.

She stuck her hand between her legs and rubbed her cunt, then stuck her finger in. Frank whipped his prick, making slurpy sounds as he jerked up and down on the bulging fuck-stick.

He licked his chops as he stared at Kelly finger her pussy, her sweet way of standing there, so sexy, young, beautiful, intently watching his cock.

"Ooooooh, beat on it faster like that!" Kelly moaned, "I like it! I like it! Faster! Yeah, go fast! Naughty guy! Jerk off! Jerk off to me!"

He came suddenly.

Cum flew from his prick. Rig wads hit the rug in front of Kelly.

"Owwwwwoooww!" she cried. "Wow!" What a sight. She loved it. Loved the way his cock exploded and spit out all that thick cock-juice.

"Oooooh, Uncle Frank!" she moaned, fingering faster and faster in her pussy, until she brought herself off with him.

The next thing Kelly knew, Frank had her on the floor. He was mounting her, sticking his big, squirting prick into her little cunt.

Kelly felt the hard cock slide in. "Ahhh, jeeeez!"

"Honey, let's fuck!" Frank whispered. "Fuck, yes, fuck!" Kelly cried. Frank thrust. His balls banged her tight ass. His big cock fucked in and out. He slid a hand under her bucking ass, then stuck a finger up her ass. Kelly crossed her sweet legs around his back.

"You're fuckin' me!" Kelly whispered. "Yes, fuckin' you, sweet dear!"

"Naughty guy, fuckin' me on the floor in my bedroom! And you're my uncle too! You are naughty, Uncle Frank!"

"I love you!" he shouted.

"Oh, fuck! Fuck me! Fuck your little darling!" Kelly cried.

He fucked her good. His cock moved in and out. His big hunk of hard cock pleasured Kelly until she thought she might scream with pure joy.

She loved the way his balls slapped her ass.

She stiffened, then started bouncing her ass up and down on the rug until she came.

Frank fucked furiously on top of her, then finally heaved out a long sigh as he drained into her the few last drops of cum he had left in his vast reservoir of cock-juice.

Kelly and Pammy headed for Mr. Roth's office. The headmaster had sent word he wanted to see them immediately.

"What's he want?" Kelly asked.

"I'll bet it's because we were on the show dancing."

"Oh, God, really? You think so?"

"Probably."

"What will he do?"

"He always holds the ace that he will kick you out of school, but the last time he had me in there I let him fuck around in my panties and he let me off."

"Yeah, he did some stuff with me, too."

"Well, it's either that or take lots of shit at home for getting kicked out."

"I don't wanna go through that with my mother," Kelly said.

"Let me handle the talk. I know what to say."

Kelly nodded and the girls went into his office.

The handsome headmaster rose from his desk. He wore a three-piece gray suit.

He bid them to sit down and the girls took the two big chairs in front of Mr. Roth's desk.

"I have had reports about you girls, lots of calls from upset parents that you were on some dance show on TV and that your behavior on camera, in public, was lewd and salacious."

The girls sat in silence. Both looked good enough to eat in their sexy little uniforms. Kelly's tanned legs, her pretty face, and Pammy's long blonde hair in a ponytail, her big tits pushing at the white sweater she wore. Her blue skirt rode high up on her thighs.

Kelly nervously adjusted her blue knee socks, then pulled them up tightly around her calves.

"We cannot tolerate that kind of behavior, girls, you know that. How could you have done such a thing?"

He walked around the desk and leaned against it, standing sternly over the cute schoolgirls.

"Naughty, naughty girls! Well, what should we do? Should we discipline you?"

"We were just dancin', sir," Pam said. "Yes, I heard all about it."

"Well, we'll show you. You'll see, there was nothin' wrong with what we did. Lots of other kids were there too." Pam said.

She got up and Kelly followed. They stood in front of Mr. Roth.

"We were dancing like this," Pam said, starting a slow movement, rolling her hips sexily.

Kelly swirled her hips, slid her hands to her thighs, and slowly slid her school skirt up on her thighs.

"Well, those other students don't go to Harvard," Mr. Roth said, his eyes bugging open as the girls moved teasingly in front of him.

"My, my, my," he whispered. "That is very naughty dancing you girls are doing. You like to do that kind of dancing, don't you, girls?"

"Yes," Pam said.

Kelly nodded.

"You like to be sexy and tease men, don't you?"

"Uh-huh," Kelly said.

"Yeahhhh, you bet." Pam smiled, her lips wet.

Pammy lifted her school skirt up on her waist and showed Mr. Roth her snug white panties. Kelly raised her skirt and stood with her legs, set wide apart, rolling her hips, pushing her pink panties at Mr. Roth.

"Oh, you naughty girls! That's filthy!"

"Yeah, but you like it, don't you, sir?"

His eyes were glazed. His cock was like a hunk of iron in his pants. Both girls saw the bulge at his crotch, the bend of his throbbing cock-stalk.

Mr. Roth's mouth watered. Such pleasure, to have two young beauties like Kelly and Pam, standing before him, holding up their blue skirts, showing him their candy panties.

They kept moving like they were dancing, Kelly smiling sexily, looking from Mr. Roth's hot eyes, his impassioned, handsome face, to the thumping bulge in his slacks. Pammy was thumbing the elastic edge at the top of her white undies, teasing the headmaster heartlessly.

"Nasty little girls!" Mr. Roth gasped. "You like to do that so you get men hot, don't you?"

He stroked the hard bulge in his pants.

"Yeah, that's what I like!"

"And make 'em so hot they have to masturbate," Kelly blurted.

"Yes, just as I thought! You're little cockteasers," he said, unzipping his fly. He pulled out his big prick.

"Ooooh, wow!" Pammy gasped.

"Shhhheeeeez!" Kelly murmured.

Mr. Roth grabbed his prick and started pounding the throbbing stalk relentlessly as he watched the pretty young maidens flaunt their beauty.

He leaned against the desk. "Come over here, girls, come closer."

Pam and Kelly moved up to him on each side.

He let go of his prick and slid his hands into the gummy sweetness of their panties, feeling, their cunt mounds. His cock throbbed and spit two big globs of cum.

"You little whores," Mr. Roth said, dunking his hands into their panties, threading his fingers through the coils of cunt hair between their legs.

Then he started finger-fucking them.

Pam reached out and grabbed his cock. So did Kelly. They got a good stroke going on the stiff, long stalk, pumping in time with each other as Mr. Roth fucked their teenybopper pussies with his fingers.

"Little whores," he whispered. "You gonna cum, Mr. Roth?" Kelly asked, pumping hard on his prick, amazed at the thick juice that sprayed out in short little spurts.

"You little slut," Mr. Roth said, his hands busy in their panties.

"Yeah," Pam said.

"I wanna see you girls masturbate for me," he said, his voice trembling.

"Us?" Kelly gasped, startled.

"Yes, yes, you!"

"Will you drop any discipline and stuff then, sir?" Pam asked.

"Yes, just do it!"

Pam turned to Kelly. Mr. Roth took his hands out of their panties.