on towards Stephanie

Clearly worked up, Svera rips her see-through nightie open to allow her clearly enlarged breasts to spill forward. Her mouth lulls open and suddenly she is taking your monster hardon deep in her cleavage and her full soft lips are kissing your pulsating glans. You feel not only her tongue-tip but her suction and realize she is earnestly trying to stuff you into her horny little mouth. She shuts her eyes as she purrs and grunts savagely, and somehow your cock feels even straighter, even steelier.

"Oh God I need to fuck so bad!" you gasp, faster than your ability to censor your own words, it's as if your raw reflex emotions are conspiring with your voice to bypass your higher brain.

"Oh God so do I!" Svera gasps back. She rises up and actually rips her panties right off her boldly curvy pelvis and glistening snatch. This is not just an American Addiction fantasy come true but way, way beyond it, as she slowly sits her pussy down, down, down over your stubbornly thick glans. You want so much to fuck the cheerleader fantasy made flesh -- and yet, even as you feel your rod driving ever deeper into her, you are also aware of Stephanie Mathieson looking on, and other gathering women. They fill you with a strange wary self-consciousness that sets your nerves enough at edge that, as fantastic as it is to be plumbing the depths of Svera Maniu, her great augmented breasts bouncing and jiggling so nicely as she rides the hell out of you, you still can not quite get off, and she rides you and rides you, orgasming like some climax junkie, orgasming ever faster and harder and louder, until at last she is slumping down against you suddenly exhausted. Her body rises up and releases your stubborn erection -- right before the bulging eyes of a truly impressed Stephanie Mathieson ...