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Chapter 8 by GoodBoy GoodBoy

What do you have her do?

Titfuck

"I want you to wrap those mammoth breasts around my cock and send me to the moon."

Taylor walks up to your chair and holds out a fist. "I can send you to the moon without my breasts, twerp."

"Yeah, but then I'd talk to the principal and-"

"Fine!" yells the smoking hot head cheerleader. "Fine, fine, FINE!"

Taylor grabs the bottom of her uniform top and pulls it up over her breasts. The garment sits there, bunched up on top of her formidable mounds, as her bra holds them up from below. She lowers herself to her knees, then roughly snatches your cock out of your hands.

"Stop breathing so hard!" yells Taylor.

" can't help it. This is just so hot. You're hot. You're so fucking hot, Taylor!"

She curls up her lips and spits out a sarcastic, "Thank you." Then she leans forward and presses your cock against her chest, just under her large, purple bra. She pushes a little and the tip slips under the bra. With another push your whole cock slides between the bra and her skin, as well as between her big tits.

"Stop fidgeting!"

You just moan in response.

Taylor rolls her eyes and and pushes her boobs together. She starts pushing her tits up and down. They feel incredibly soft and it's so erotic watching your cock disappear into them on every bounce. Within a couple of minutes she's working them hard and fast and you're close to finishing.

"Don't you dare cum on my breasts!" says Taylor.

"I'll cum where ever I want, unless you want the principal filling out an access code for your website."

She snarls, but keeps pumping your cock with her breasts.

Your cum bursts out of the top of her cleavage. You can't even see your cock in there, just the geyser that marks where it's buried. The cum splashes off the bottom of Taylor's chin and she cranes her neck to try and avoid it. When you finish she pulls your cock out from between her cum covered breasts and gets up.

Taylor grabs the box of tissues from her coach's desk and says, "It that it? Are we done?"

You pull yourself out of the chair and zip up. "For now."

"For now?!" she yells.

You slap Taylor's ass hard, then say over your shoulder as you walk out the door, "I'll drop by your house tonight to explain our new relationship."

What next?

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