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My Phone Sex Line

phone sex lineI may look like an innocent little cheerleader, but just like you can’t read a book by its cover. You can’t judge me by my looks, I give new meaning to the word teen whore. All of us cheerleaders have to raise money for a cheer competition and I am not about to be out done. I know exactly how to get sponsors. I start hitting up the mom and pop stores in town. Hoping to find pop all alone, but even if it were mom I wouldn’t be opposed to licking her juicy cunt if it will get me what I want. The minute I walked into your dry cleaning store and saw the way you were undressing me with your eyes. I knew I would have no problem getting you to sponsor my team. You were an older grey haired gentleman and I could tell that it had been a while since anyone had flirted with you. Oh, I didn’t plan on just flirting with you though. No, I planned on sucking the warm creamy cum out of your hard throbbing cock. You ask me if you could help me and I told you that I was looking for sponsors. But before you could say no, I told you that I wanted you to look at our brochure. I walked over and flipped it open. While you started to look at it, I reached down and unzipped your pants. My what a big hard cock you have. Is there anyway I could persuade you? As I fell to my knees and wrapped my baby soft lips around the head of your cock. I started stroking the shaft of your cock while my mouth was sucking your fat mushroom head. But when I slid my fully pouty lips all the way down the shaft of your cock, your cock blew its load of hot jizz. And just like that you had been persuaded!


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