“Matt. I’m Matt. Peterson. So, another one, right?” he stammered.“Yeah. Lucky us,” she said. Then she called out, “Gimme a V! I! C! T! O! ...R! Y! What’s that spell? Victory!” On the final word she thrust her fist into the air. A gold bracelet on her wrist burst apart into a mass of golden sparkles which swirled around her body. Matt could no longer see her inside the cloud of sparkles as it lifted off the ground. When it brought her back down and faded away, she was wearing her Cheer Raider. I wouldn't let him sleep with me if he wasn't" You let that thing sleep with you!" her dad exclaimed. She went to walk around him and he grabbed her arm. She jerked it out of his hand."Don't manhandle me, Dad. I don't want Rambo to attack you." You'd sic your dog on your old man; after everything that I've done for you. I wish your mother was here." he huffed."Well, she's not, Dad. So I guess you are just stuck with me the way I am." Rachel said as she watched Sergio usher Smeralda out of the. She licked her pink lips seductively and purred, "Like what you see?" But she knew he did because his hardened cock was straining against her inner thigh, begging to be admitted. Still he stared, his gaze moving lower now, to her pale neck, swan-like and aristocratic, then down to her perfect breasts, covered only by a scrap of diaphanous material that seemed to shimmer in the dim light of her chamber. Below, though he could not see, he could feel that the same thin covering traced the line. Mark also noted, her being so wet in her ass and started thrusting a finger in her ready ass. Oh Lord! It felt so good to make her cum instantly, with great intensity. Mark slowed down with his finger wagging inside her ass to keep her from going overboard. While his finger slid in and out of her ass, his other hand stayed busy on her breast, giving some nice firm squeezes, before grabbing her hip and making his cock slide in and out of her super wet pussy once again, making her enjoy another.