Fucking the cheerleader cousin with that damn tasty ass

She showed up in that tight cheer skirt, hips swaying like she knew exactly what she was doing. No words—just her bending over the couch, ass in the air, teasing me with that sweet pussy. I didn’t ask. I just pushed in, doggystyle, and rode her hard till she screamed my name. Her cousin? Yeah, she knew what she signed up for when she wore that ass-hugging uniform. No mercy. Just sweat, slaps, and her moaning like she’d been waiting all season.