I only became a cheerleader phone sex whore for the sex. Of course, the uniform is cute, don’t get me wrong. However, our school football team is garbage so that really doesn’t give us a lot to cheer for. Although, like I said yelling across a crowd and doing back flips is not why I joined the team. It is for all the football Dads. Sure football dudes are cool, but more of them are dumb jocks rather than studs. However, Daddy is another story. Behind every soon-to-be football star is a Father who is eager to relive the dreams he used to have in his past football star days. That includes sticking his throbbing hard fuck stick into a varsity cheerleader. I love picking one out during a game, cheer-fucking him over and over again. One time we were at an away game and one of the volunteer dads snuck away to the busses. I had a sneaking suspicion he must have been turned on. I snuck around the back to where he was seated and under the open window could hear him jerking it to my tik tok. I hopped on that bus and offered him a piece of the actual goods. Imagine his son’s surprise when he went to find his dad only to see me bouncing high on Daddy’s lap in between those brown bus seats. I wish I could say that he was mad and went and snitched on his Mommy. However, that was not the case. It was his opportunity to join in. He exposed his cock and I sucked him dry till his Dad came deep inside of my cheer slut cunt. I swallowed every last swimmer down once he busts too. Neither of them said anything, good boys.
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