Force Caty’s face into your cookie
From Create Your Own Story
You pull your panties off and fling them aside.
“What are you doing?” Caty asks. “You can’t leave the locker room without your panties!”
“So who’s leaving?” you ask.
You grab Caty and pull her down on top of you.
“Stop!” Caty says with a giggle. “We’re cheerleaders, not wrestlers!”
She giggles and squirms until you manage to get her head positioned just where you want it, with her face facing your sweet place. You mash your gash against her lips and wrap your legs around her head. Caty cries out in distress and tries to wriggle free.
“Eat my cookie, Caty!” you say. “Eat me!”
Her tongue tentatively touches you. You moan as your juices start flowing. Caty moans too. Her tongue seemingly has a mind of its own, and it wants the juices leaking from your snizz. Her tongue burrows its way deep inside you, setting your every nerve aquiver. You stroke your stiff nipples while her tongue strokes the sensitive spots inside you.
When you cum, it’s a gusher, your pussy spilling what feels like a gallon of slit sauce over Caty’s pretty face. You unlock your twitching legs from around Caty’s head, allowing her to raise face secretion-covered face from your quivering quim.
“Ohmigod, I soaked my panties!” Caty says.
The white cotton is so thoroughly soaked that it’s practically transparent, giving you a good look at her arousal-swollen labia. The sight is enough to send another mini-orgasm rippling through you.
“But now I’m a lesbian!” Caty sobs. “I can’t marry a boy and have babies!”
“Oh, Caty,” you say.
- ”I’ll marry you.”
- ”Boys will want to marry you so they can have threesomes with you and your girlfriends.”
| Status | ||
| Health | Horny and female | Location: |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 5 | |
