“I really want to see your tits again,” I said, changing the subject.“I don’t know if I should,” she answered, looking embarrassed but also ...interested.“Come on, just take your shirt off and I will too,” I said, pulling my t-shirt off. That was apparently all the encouragement she needed, as she removed her shirt and bra.“God damned, those tits are fantastic!” I said.“I know,” she answered, smiling. She cupped them together, and gently bounced them up and down. “Ooh,” I sighed. “Tweak your. She had natural rhythm (as did Ryan) and agymnast's athleticism. Even in heels (which Tasha very well knew how tohandle) she really put on a show.Eventually the inevitable happened. The cheer captain Kim Parsonsannounced, "Ladies, we're going to the bathroom." I should have known thatwas ooming. What was a school dance without a bathroom pow-wow in thegirls room.I kept dancing, but Shellie grabbed my hand and pulled me after the fiveother cheer squad members. Once inside the segregated privacy. I loved both schools, but the biggest problem was sexual education. We were all pretty sheltered from the idea of sex, and had I not met my idol, I would have probably stayed pretty clueless for a lot of years to come. So, back to my story. My hero had invited me to join his quest for knowledge, and I was his willing minion. One day, he asked me if I would come to the bathroom with him and show him how everything worked. Of course, I agreed immediately. I sat on this sink and spread my legs,. I'll just take a quick shower." She turned and headed upstairs.Ike watched her go. When she was out of sight, he walked over to the couch, closed his laptop, and gathered his bag. He pulled off his tie and he climbed the stairs after her.Chrissy's pussy was screaming for attention. She felt like playing with herself again as she showered, but knew Ike was waiting. She figured that if they could rap up their meeting quickly, she could have a longer more enjoyable masturbation session after he.