Madison and Traci

Opening the door you hear voices in the locker room:

"...look - these lockers are smeared with some goo."

Entering the room, you see two cheerleaders. Madison is in squad uniform, she is looking in the mirror wall and adjusting her perfect makeup. And Traci in her panties, who is exploring the lockers bedraggled with your jizz. Traci sniffs and concludes:

"This goo is source of the nice smell in the room."

“Maybe it's hair lotion,” Madison suggests, not looking up from the mirror, “or shower gel?”

"I don't think so."

"You are right, Traci, " you interrupt their dialogue. "Hi, girls."

"Hi, John," Madison is completely busy with her makeup and don't looks at you.

"How do you know?" Traci turns and sees your naked body, huge muscles and big semi-flaccid dick spotted by cum.

"It's my goo," you proudly tell her. "My jizz actually."

"Madison."

"Traci?"

"Look here. You must see that thing!"

Madison examines you in the mirror and agrees:

"You're right, Traci. You have superb cock, John."

"Thanks, Madison." You smirks. "My cock is stained, may you help me, girls?"

"I have a towel."

It seems that Madison is only interested in her makeup now. Traci eagerly looks at your prick and licks her lips.

"But I have hot mouth and knacky tongue."