Ebony Cheerleaders: Volume Two Unleashed

She was naked underneath. “Isn’t being good in bed enough?” The ladies giggled and shook their heads. XXX “In that case,” said Mary Lou, “I hereby volunteer my services to rid you of your cherry, Max.”
“Hold on there,” Priscilla protested. Having sex with Mary Lou or Priscilla wasn’t really very much different from having sex with Rose. “Arm wrestling? She had me raking leaves, loading trash barrels and turning mulch piles for the rest of the morning. We inherited our looks from our mother who was a Broadway chorus girl. “I’m afraid you might lose your boner if you get a look at them.”
“I won’t,” I assured her. She turned to me with a smile. You three already know all there is to know about me.”
“That’s bullshit,” Priscilla said.