Cheerleader Gets Noticed
Sandy was the instructor for the cheerleading squad. She was twenty-nine, with shoulder-length black hair. Her shadowy amber eyes were always shifting from one senior cheerleader to the next, seeking. The instructor was five-five, with muscular--but feminine--legs that were the color of rolling fields of wheat. Her tits were B-cups, and they filled out the light sweater she was wearing now as she watched her girls doing high leg kicks. She's been with plenty of men, but always wanted a juicy...
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