*Winks*

The cute cheerleader with short red hair took you by the hand and led you to the girls' locker room, knocking a specific rhythm on the door. Could be that she was alerting the rest of the squad of your presence, you thought. She brought you inside and despite the dull brightness of the white walls, and the soothing blueness of the lockers, the entire squad was topless and wearing only their skirts, socks and shoes.

And a sexual grin plastered on their faces... One or two girls twirled their hair around their pointer fingers.

"Me and the girls wanted a piece of the action..." the redhead purred. "Name's Millie, by the way." Little did Millie realize that she was a little more drawn to you from her holding your hand when she led you to this favorable gangbang. "Ok, girls," she grinned. "The life of the party's here. Let's party..." The others giggled like the schoolgirls they were as they approached you, rubbing their hands all over you.

And all the while, Jeannie peeked in on you, smiling as the girls were feeling you up: your soft skin, your firm muscles, your big bulge... She absentmindedly rubbed her fingers up and down her chest softly. 'I wish Master had the stamina to give all these cheer sluts a great fucking...' she thought. Only the cheerleaders saw that your body flashed a bright yellow from Jeannie's wish while you were busy erotically swapping spit with a brunette with her long hair done up in a ponytail.

But you did feel more energized. 'Jeannie...' you scolded.

'Surprise, master,' she replied submissively. 'Don't worry about me. I'll be all right, all alone...' she softly moaned in your mind. You could almost feel what she meant: not only was she was touching her chest but she also rubbed her fingers against her wet pussy lips, panting a bit more raggedly with each passing minute.

You look behind you and watch Jeannie tauntingly caress her pussy lips and breast while watching you.