Being a team player

Her hips started to bounce with the force of the finger banging she was getting from the still anonymous hands at her rear. The other hand had pulled her undergarments to the side to allow better access to her portal and she felt her ooze rubbing off the fingers and wetly onto the material of her clothes as the fingers slid past on the outstroke only to slide quickly back inside her to reload themselves with her slimy essence.

The blonde cheerleader knew it was coming. She felt the anonymous hands reach for the waist band of her double panties and slide them slowly down her ass as the fingers continued to pump into her shimmering depths. She knew she should resist but her lust clouded her better judgment as she succumbed to the stimulation of her two loves. The contact was broken only briefly as she adjusted her legs to allow the rolled clump of fabric to be extricated from her legs. She could have looked back during their removal to see who her other lover was but she chose not to; the anonymity of her other paramour was part of the excitement of the act. She continued to bob her head on Mike’s stiff rod and again felt her skirt flipped up onto her back, the cool air contacting her wet, bared, pink lips.