Muted and trapped

Tanya turned around. It was her brother Drew in baggy pants and a baggy hoodie.

"Drewski-Brewski!?" Tanya imitated his tone of voice automatically.

"Shut up!"

Tanya tried to respond, but found it impossible. Her tongue didn't want to move. Fuck.

"Are you ok?" he asked, looking up and down her cleavage, red tshirt, black mini, and long smooth legs.

Tanya mmphed, unable to say anything, and shrugged, defeated.

Drew noticed a dirty white liquid seeping down Tanya's thighs. His eyes widened. "What the fuck's on your legs?"

Very self-consciously, Tanya looked down. Fuck. She thought she had cleaned that up. Cum was leaking out of her well-fucked ass and her brother had just seen it. She tugged her skirt down and shrugged.

Drew looked at her cockeyed. "Fine, be that way."

He stomped off somewhere and Tanya purposely walked in the opposite direction, running into Mr. Gerard almost immediately. She looked up. He looked down.

"Tanya!" he exclaimed. "Just the hot new cheerleader I wanted to see."

Tanya grimaced and waved. Mr. Gerard told her yesterday he wanted her to fuck the football team. Then he had fucked her himself. What did he want with her now?

"Come with me to the weight training room."

Tanya followed, her tiny black miniskirt covering very little of her bare ass indeed.