"Gonna shoot it," the coach panted. "Unngggh! Suck it hard, Cheryl, suck it really hard!"
Cheryl sucked his big, tasty boner just as hard as she could, slurping and gurgling noisily, feverishly fucking her ovaled lips up and down on his cock. Her fist was a blur, whipping up and down, beating his meat from the base up to her sucking lips.
"Swallow it, Cheryl! Unnggggh! Oh, shit, what a good little cock-sucker you are! Unh, unh! Gonna cum, gonna cum!"
He clutched her head with both hands, frantically jerking his hips off the chair, fucking his big cock in and out of her wetly sucking lips. Suddenly a torrent of cum spewed out of his cock tip, gushing down her throat.
"Ummlllpp," Cheryl gurgled.
She clung hungrily to the big, stiff jism shooter, now eagerly sucking, jacking and swallowing at the same time. The size of the cum-load now spewing between her lips told the experienced teenager that it had been a long, long time since the busy coach had had a chance to pop his rocks.
For nearly a minute straight, the sticky white jism kept spewing, blasting against the roof of her mouth, blasting her tonsils.
Cheryl felt quite certain now that her brother would he the starting kicker for the football team. She clung hungrily to the coach's erupting prick, sucking and stroking, draining every droplet of cum out of his balls.
"Oh, my Lord!" the coach panted. He sprawled dazedly on the chair, overwhelmed by the pleasure of shooting off such a big load. "I can't believe… just can't fucking believe this…"
"Oh, golly, Coach Walsh!" Cheryl panted. The busty girl stood straight, clapping her hand theatrically over her mouth as she looked at his still-hard pisser. "Your cock's still so awfully big and stiff. You need more relief, don't you?"
The coach just looked up at her in a daze. Cheryl was already busily stripping off the rest of her clothes. Hurriedly, she scattered her sandals, tight jeans and panties around the room, revealing every inch of her magnificently voluptuous body. Then she pushed the coach back on his chair, preventing him from getting up.
Coach Walsh stared up at her as she mounted him, straddling him, holding his cock and fitting the prick knob into her tight, juicy, itchy for fucking cunt.
"Now you just sit tight and let me do all the work, Coach Walsh."
The coach looked down, dazedly watching his veined cock shaft disappearing into her tight, slick fuck-channel. Soon, his prick was all the way in, and the girl had commenced a furious humping rhythm, fucking her glove-tight pussy hungrily up and down on his prick. "Fuck me back, Coach Walsh!"
The coach did. He clutched her ass cheeks, wincing as he felt how tightly her hot pussy clasped his cock. Slowly at first, he thrust his hips off the chair, fucking his prick in and out of her pussy. Soon, the coach and the naked blonde teenager were humping in rhythmic unison, oblivious to everything save the intense pleasure of a hard cock fucking in and out of a tight, eager cunt.
"Sis! Holy fuck!"
Cheryl twisted her head around, still fucking the coach, looking at the door that had just opened behind her. She didn't miss a fuck-lunge as she recognized Kenny. And she kept right on fucking as she smiled lovingly at her wonderful brother.
"Kenny, guess what?" she exclaimed. "Coach Walsh just said you're going to be the starting kicker this year! Isn't that right, Coach Walsh?"
Walsh sighed and nodded.