I suckled on him with all my might. I nursed on him with passion. I just had to make him cum. I wanted all his salty jizz spurting into my mouth. I loved Dean Love's cock. I stared up at him as he squirmed in the chair, his cheeks bright red.

He squirmed, trying to resist. But fighting a cheerleader sucking your dick was like fighting the tide. Every man would lose. He balled his hand into a fist as my tongue slid along the crown of his fat cock and brushed over his slit.

"You little strumpet!" he roared and erupted.

His hot, salty cum spurted into my mouth....