**High School Cheerleader Gets Hooked on Older BBC While Her Parents Are Away**
Riley had the house to herself until Monday.
She was young, fit, blonde, still in her cheer uniform from practice because she hadn’t bothered to change. Her parents were gone for the weekend. Calvin was the reason she hadn’t gone out with her friends.
He was older. A lot older. Bald, white beard, dark skin, thick through the chest and arms. When Riley opened the door he looked at her uniform first, then at her face.
“You sure?” he asked.
Riley pulled him inside. “They’re not coming back till Monday.”
She was on her knees in the living room before he made it to the couch. Calvin was already hard when she got his belt open. Thick. Heavy. The kind of cock that made her swear under her breath. Riley wrapped both hands around it and took the head into her mouth, clumsy and eager, looking up at that white beard while she tried to take more than she could.
Calvin’s hand settled on the back of her head. He didn’t rush her. He let her work until her lipstick was gone and her eyes were watering.
He lifted her onto the couch, pushed the cheer skirt up, and hooked her panties aside. Riley was already soaked. The first push still knocked the air out of her. She grabbed his shoulders and held on while he worked that thick black cock into her, inch by inch, until she was taking all of it.
“Fuck,” she whispered. “That’s… that’s a lot.”
Calvin fucked her slow at first, then deeper, the cheer skirt bunched around her waist. Riley’s moans got louder in the empty house. She locked her legs around him and pulled him in, telling him not to stop, telling him her parents weren’t home, telling him she wanted it.
She came with her face in his neck and her nails in his back. Calvin didn’t stop. He turned her over the arm of the couch and took her from behind until she came again, shaking, addicted already and smart enough to know it.
When he finally buried himself and came, Riley felt every pulse. The heat of it. The way it leaked out of her as soon as he shifted. She stayed there afterward, eighteen and wrecked in her own living room, cheer skirt still on, his cum cooling on her thighs.
Calvin kissed the side of her throat.
“You going to text me tomorrow?”
Riley smiled into the couch cushion.
“I’m going to text you tonight,” she said. “I’m already hooked.”
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I told you to keep your mama out of our business.
We got into a fight and she wanted to come over talking crazy.
Now both of your dumb, ghetto asses are bouncing on daddy's dick and ima breed her as you watch.
Quit testing me, bitch.