Lynn gives head like a pro.

Waves of pleasure ran through his body as the girl kneeling between his legs sucked and licked his cock. Looking down at the scene, Keith could see his rigid shaft glistening with the cheerleader’s saliva slip back and forth over her full lips. Grasping her hair tighter in his hands, he increased his pace. “Hmmmmppphhh!” Lynn said. She took his entire length in her mouth. The saliva ran down her chin, and she could smell the musky scent of his sex. His dark pubic hairs brushing against her face tickled. He groaned loudly, and she began to piston her face in time with his increasing thrusts.

“I’m gonna cum real soon.” He panted. This was straight out of some porno Keith thought. He may only get one chance like this in his entire life, shooting his jizz all over the face of a horny cheerleader. This was his route, maybe he’d get to do it (and her) again, or maybe Ms. Cooper or one of the other women at the store. Suddenly he could feel the orgasm building in his body. “Stop” he ordered. He slipped his cock from between her lips, a string of clear pre-cum strung between her lips and his cock.

Grasping his cock at the base, he began to masturbate furiously. “Get ready, bitch!” he barked. Lynn leaned back; placing her palms on the floor, and turned her face upwards, smiling brightly at the deliveryman.

“After I cum, you’ll lick me clean” Keith said

“Of course I will. I want you to cum on my face! I want it sooo bad!” Lynn cooed.

Seconds later ropes of thick, sticky white cum shot from his cock. The first landed on Lynn’s upper lip, and splashed on to her forehead. The second struck her at the hairline and filled her hair with the sticky goo. The last portion Keith deposited in Lynn’s open mouth, which she swallowed with an expression of deep satisfaction. Keith reached down, and smeared his jizz all over Lynn’s face, wiping his fingers off in her hair.

Lynn leaned forward and licked his cock clean. “Tastes so good.” She said, as she ran her tongue down his shaft. He laughed “You ARE a real slut, aren’t you girl?”

She sighed heavily “Yes, I guess I am” she replied as she swallowed the last traces of semen she had cleaned from his cock. Lynn retrieved her sweater and bra, and Keith zipped and buckled his pants.

“Maybe we could do this again sometime.” He said as he headed towards the exit.

“You’ll have to ask Ms. Cooper about that. But you can’t tell anyone about this, remember?”

“Right.” he replied. And was gone.

Her face and hair still smeared and coated with the deliveryman’s semen, Lynn picked up her bag, and put her sweater and bra inside. Taking the bag in hand she walked down the hall towards Ms. Cooper’s office, and reflected on what she had just done. She wasn’t a whore! But she acted like one, performing oral sex on a man she didn’t even know. Why was she acting this way? Why did she do whatever Ms. Cooper told her to? She knew it was wrong. What was she going to do? Reaching the door, she knocked, and hearing Sarah Cooper’s voice reply “Come in” she opened the door, and entered the room.