She makes the next move

As John was still trying to wrap his mind around what was going on, he watched as Krystal seductively raised the edge her cheerleading skirt and revealed her shaved pussy. He knew he should pull away, but it had been such a long time since he'd been with a woman that he froze in place.

Krystal smiled at him and then shoved her index finger up inside herself. After fingering herself for several second she pulled it out, and before he knew what she was doing, she put her dripping finger right under his nose.

John had been far from a prude when he was younger, and he had eaten more than a few college coeds pussies. The scent of this eighteen year old high school senior's put them all to shame. Without even thinking, he opened his mouth and started sucking on Krystal's finger, cleaning her juices off of it.

"Thats a good boy," she said. "You belong to me now. I think its time for you to fuck me, big boy."

John wanted to tell her no, to pull away, but he suddenly felt drunk. His body seemed sluggish and drunk. And some lizard part of his brain wanted to fuck her.

Krystal unfastened his pants and pulled his cock out.

"I've had bigger, but it'll do the job," she told him.

Krystal released him, turned around and bent over. She pulled up her skirt, presenting her beautiful ass and pussy to him. His cock throbbed.