7. You lay Amy across your desk and get her going in no time.

“Amy, get up on the desk.”

The girl follows your instructions. She seems a little wary of your intentions, but there’s also a little spring in her step. You pull Lisa off your balls and get to your feet. As you advance on Amy, you see full realization cross her mind.

“There’s no way it’ll fit!”

“I’m sure we’ll find a way.”

You pull her hips toward the edge of the desk, forcing her to lie across your desk. With one hand you line yourself up with her pussy. Slowly, you push forward to enter her.

The teen cheerleader is delightfully tight. The walls of her pussy grip you as you push in. You watch her screw up her face, half in pain, half in pleasure, as you split her open.

“Nooooo-ooohhhhhh, oh please, I’m sorry I’ll never steal anything again.”

“Good, that’s what I like to hear.” You reply through your teeth. The velvet vice embracing your cock is almost too much for your self control.

She groans as you bottom out. Your head bumps against her cervix and you pause for a moment to enjoy the sensation. Slowly, you begin to withdraw. A brief look of relief crosses Amy’s face before she realizes you’re just working up to your rhythm. You start gentle, still letting her adjust to your girth. Her moans grow louder and louder as you pick up the pace. You’re worried for a moment about someone hearing.

“OhhhhHHHHHHHHHH OH!”

You feel her pussy squeeze your shaft as an orgasm rocks through Amy’s body. You grin. This is the second time you’ve brought the teen to climax and you wonder if this is more of a reward for stealing than a punishment. Her body shakes from pleasure as you continue to fuck her, not quite ready to finish with this teen.

As you continue to pound into her tight pussy, her moans grow louder and louder. You look over at Lisa and see the girl touching herself as she watches.

“Lisa, get on the table too. We’ll put Amy’s mouth to good use.”