Cheer Squad Goals

Alexis Fawx, the head coach with blonde hair down to her ass, grabs Jill Kassidy by the hips and shows her how to hit every move. They strip each other fast, skin tight, breath hotter than the mat. Alexis drops to her knees and spreads Jill open with both thumbs. She licks in one long stroke, then buries her tongue inside the younger girl’s shaved slit. Jill’s knees buckle. Moaning, hips jerking, she grabs the back of Alexis’s head and grinds against that tongue until she comes so hard her legs shake. Sweat glistens on her stomach. She shoves Alexis back, kisses her, then slides down to taste that famous coach cunt. Alexis growls when Jill pushes two fingers in and sucks her clit in short, nasty pulses. The first orgasm slams through her, then Jill keeps pumping and Alexis comes again, soaking Jill’s hand. Neither slows down. They work each other over with fingers, mouths, hips, grinding through one shuddering release after another until the locker-room air reeks of sweat and come.