Fake it

She decides to give him what he most likely wants to hear. Starts to moan, grind her hips harder against his cock, massing his thick cock with her tiny stretched pussy. The two guys in her hand squirt over her back - she feels their hot loads flowing down her arched back to her ass as she grinds into the black cock and moans and screams the perfect fake orgasm. When she feels the cock inside her twitch, she gets louder in synch with him and shakes her head moaning and screaming as he pumps his load deep into her.

He pulls out and starts flexing in front to the nearest mirror

“Was it good for you, too, babe?”

“Of course, tiger!”

Not a lie - it was good, just not – amazing.

“My best sex ever!”

Not a lie either, being her first time.

The man grins with self satisfaction and kisses her.

“Of course it was. Never get any complaints, do we?”

The two guys share knowing looks – they noticed her phrasing, but say nothing.

Cherry grabs a towel an wipes herself off.

“Can you help me with this, stud?”

He wipes his crew's cum off of her back and throws the towel to one of them.

“Alright let's go. Really good time with you, babe, But I’ve got a busy schedule.”

“Of course you do.”

They get out and into the huge SUV. On their was to Cherry’s school they make out on the back seat - the girl would really prefer to get some rest, but HotStud is still aroused and in the the mood for kissing and fingering, to which she agrees.

In front of her school he kisses her again and then she gets out. Stud waving at her, the car drives off. Naked as she is, she proudly walks into the school and to her locker.