Victoria Parker - Pay for play cheerleaders

Nancy agreed.

The girls walked sexily to the school house, went in and took the stairs down a flight to the basement area. They found the men's room and went in.

Nancy walked up to the stall door. "Are you still in there, Mr. Towson?"

"Yes!" he panted.

The door swung open.

Mr. Towson let them in, then shuffled back and sat down on the toilet seat. Nancy locked the stall door. Mr. Towson had a thick, massive hard-on.

"I'm so glad you girls came."

"Boy, you got a big boner on again, Mr. Towson," Chris said.

"You girls make it that way," he said.

"How 'bout this?" Chrissie cooed.

She lifted her tiny cheerleading skirt, pulling the blue-and-white pleats up over her bright-blue bloomers. She held the hem high, and let Mr. Towson have a good hot look at her crunchy cunt all muffined out against the tight thin rayon.

"Oh, oh, jeez!" he huffed hotly.

"Like this, Sir?" Chris purred.

"Yes, yes!" he panted.

Nancy took the cue and pulled her skirt up too, letting the teacher see her bloomers.

Mr. Towson pounded his prick furiously.

"Oh, girls!" he sighed. "You're so fuckin' pretty!"

"We know," Chris said, "so just go ahead and pump that giant big dick to us, we wanna see you really jerk your prick for us, Sir. We wanna see you really go."

Mr. Towson thumped his cock harder, faster, the fat, tall stalk whipping, wobbling and spurting.

Nancy loved seeing the man masturbating, and her pussy got all gooshy and quivery. She slid a hand into her panties and diddled her cunt.

"Oh, yeah, I like it when you dig in your panties like that and play with yourself," Mr. Towson said.

Chrissie laughed. "Okay, we'll play with our cunnies, and you go like sixty on your peter, Sir… really pump that prick for us, jerk off to us. We wanna see you shoot off, shoot all that gook, okay?"

What man wouldn't go like sixty on his prick if he had two beautiful young prick-teases urging him on?

And Mr. Towson did go like sixty. He sat on the edge of the shiny black toilet seat, back humped, hand hammering his cock with a furious jack-jive.

"Oh, shit!" he cried.

"Like this, Mr. Towson? Us diggin' in our panties like this, playin' with our pussies?"

"Yes, yes!" he panted, pounding his prick with a blurring hand.

"Wow, look at him go!" Chris gulped, "He's really beatin' his meat!"

"Really beatin' that cock!" Nancy agreed, her pussy all wet and juicy.

"Keep goin' Sir! Keep jerkin' that dick!" Chris cried.

"I am, I am! I'm jerkin' my dick to you girls!"

"Okay, we're gonna take our panties down and let you see our cunts, wanna see us do that?"

"Oh, please!"

Chris pulled her blue bloomers down. Nancy followed, both girls pushing their blue panties down their thighs, rolling them to their knees.

"Oh, yes, your cunts!" Towson sobbed, jackhammering his cock, his hand glued to his stalk with all the spitty cum cream that jizzed from his frothing cocktop.

"Whew, sheez! Looka that cock spit!" Chris called, fingering her pussy.

"Yeah, shoot off! Cum for us, Sir!" Nancy howled.

He pounded harder, faster, then stiffened on the toilet seat.

"Okay, okay! Ooooohhkay – ohhhh! Shit! Shit!" he yelped as he came.

His prick spewed out a spiraling load of cream that shot high in the air, splashed out in goops at the darling girls. Big blobs of cream splashed on the tiled floor near their blue-and-white tennies.

"I'm gonna cum too!" Nancy shivered, and her body convulsed in a climactic shudder. A tickle of exquisite ecstasy slivered through her.

"Me too!" Chris yelped.

She came as she slid down against the door of the toilet stall, pushing out her pussy, legs spread, her panties a tight blue swash at her knees.

"Oh, ohhhh! Ahhhhh!" Nancy whimpered.

"Yes, yes, cummin'!" Chris yelled.

Mr. Towson just kept jerking and cumming. An incredible stream of thick cream steamed from his gleaming cockhead.

"Gawd, he just keeps shootin' all that pooh stuff! Ewwwww, gosh! Oh shit, that makes me so hot!" Chrissie cried, her eyes wide as she watched the volcanic eruption.

"Yeah, all that pooh!" Nancy cried. "Shoot pooh, Sir! Shoot pooh!"

Chrissie reached out and caught a big blob on her hand, snatched it in mid-air. "Icky pooh! Shoot icky pooh, mister!"

"Oh, you girls!" the handsome teacher huffed. "Oh, girls, you are wonderful darlings!"

Nancy took her hand out of her panties, which dripped with her own juices. She wrapped her fingers around Mr. Towson's prick.

"Lemme jerk it!" she demanded.

She hammered with him. He had the bottom half of his cockstalk. Nancy took the top half. They pumped together. More cum swished out. A glob hit Chrissie's teenybopper tennies.

"Shit, he's shootin' icky pooh on my tennies!" she cried.

"I'm pumpin' him!" Nancy gasped.

"Do it real fast, Nancy!" Chris whispered.

Mr. Towson leaned over and plastered his tongue to Nancy's bloomers, licking the crotch. His cock was thick, hard, spurting, and he let go of it. Nancy grabbed his prickstick with both hands and drubbed up and down wildly as his cockhead spewed thick juice.

"Gosh, looka that pooh stuff shoot out!" Chris screamed.

The floor was slick with cum.

Nancy took her bloomers down. She came over to Mr. Towson.

"Lemme on! I'll get on and fuck him!"

Nancy grabbed his prick and straddled him. He pushed his spurting prick into her pussy.

"Ah, oooh! Shit!" Nancy sighed, riding high on top of him, standing with her knees bent, her ass humping.

"Oh, yeah, fuck him!" Chris cried. "Fuck him Nance!"

"Fuck me, fuck me, Nancy!" Mr. Towson whimpered.

Nancy bounced up and down, undulated her fine hips, pushed her pussy down on his big prick, screwed around and around, taking four fat inches of hot cock into her sweet cunt.

"He's still shootin' pooh!" Nancy whispered.

"Shootin' it in you?" Chrissie said.

"Yeah!"

"So, keep fuckin' him! It looks good the way you two are fuckin' like that!" Chris yelped, taking her blue bloomers down and stepping gingerly out of them.

Chris walked to the side of the toilet. She pulled up her cheerleading skirt and put her hands on her hips. She bumped her pussy at Mr. Towson. He craned his neck and mashed his mouth against her soft cunt.

Chris looked Nancy in the eyes, which were blazing with passion. Nancy's big titties wobbled in her tight cheerleading vest as she humped up and down on Mr. Towson's towering prick.

"Ooooh!" Chris sighed. "He's snackin' on my snatchie!"

"Yeah, looks too good for words!" Nancy said.

"Shit, eat my snatchie!" Chris puffed.

Mr. Towson's tongue lapped like a dog at her yummy cunny. He slurped at her marvelous teen-queen cunt, licked loudly, sucked voraciously.

"Crrrriippes!" Chrissie huffed hotly. "Eat my pussy, Mr. Towson! Eat on my pussy! It's so hot from being out on the field showin' off my bloomers, lettin' everyone see my ass!"

Mr. Towson sucked and slurped. One arm curled around Chris. His hand gripped her dumpling ass. The ripples of her slick asscheeks tingled his fingers. He tickled her asscrack, his finger dancing up and down, up and down. A shiver of lust thrilled through Chris as he hooked a finger into her asshole.

"Yowie!" Chris cried. "Ah, ah!"

His finger fucked slowly, darting in and out of the tight-sucking hole of her shitter.

"He's got his finger up my pooper!" Chris shuddered.

Nancy leaned to the left as she fucked the teacher's prick. "Yeah, I can see him doin' that to your butt!"

"Oh, boy! It feels good!" Chris sighed, rolling her hips, in time with the dancing finger up her asshole. She pushed her pussy against the teacher's open mouth.

He made sloppy, slurpy noises as he sucked and licked her shiny slit, slicking and sliding his tongue up and down, then twirling it on Chrissie's clit.