She can do some cheers... On your dick

"That sounds perfect. Go ahead." April is about to start when you continue: "Do it on your knees."

She drops to the floor, raising her arms as she begins a whooping, up-beat chant. She doesn't bat an eye as you pull out your cock, which is at full-mast after seeing her in the outfit. Without a word, you walk over and shove it into her mouth.

"Keep cheering," you order, quickly beginning to thrust roughly. The sound of muffled chanting comes from around your member; she's an experienced cock-sucker, and has no trouble keeping her rhythm while taking your large shaft into her throat. You have no idea what she's saying, but that's not exactly your top concern at this point.

As you settle into your own rhythm and slow down your frantic thrusting, her cheering becomes slightly more intelligible: "Guuuh buhdugsh! Weeda behsh!" Drool runs down from her mouth as she cheers, staining Carol's top.

"Fuuuck, you feel so good," you announce after a while. "I'm gonna cum..." You push her head back off of your cock, leaving a trail of saliva and pre-cum to stretch between your member and her thick lips. After a moment it falls, soiling the outfit further.

April takes a deep breath and continues cheering: "We! Are! Best! Better than--Mmguh--" Your jizz cuts her off as it fires into her open mouth mid-cheer. Spurt after spurt lands on her tongue, but most of it ends up sliding down her chin as she sputters and chokes. "The--Ah--B-better than the--"

"You can stop now," you laugh.

She takes a deep breath and looks up at you. "It's been a long time since I've cheered. How did I do?"

"You were amazing," you reply, wiping your dick off on her cheek.

"Whew, that really brought me back to my highschool days," she sighs.

You take a good look at her cum-covered lips and messy uniform. "Yeah, I bet it does."

"Hey, no, I wasn't that type of girl in high school," she laughs. "I didn't grow a decent pair of boobs until college!"