Miya

You walk in to Coach Miya's small office, slightly confused at what the cheerleading coach whose daughter you've recently begun to sleep with could want with you. When you see Miya across the desk from you, you can't help but appreciate her curvy and voluptuous body. Miya stands before you, her blonde hair disheveled and her curvaceous body on full display. She looks like she's just rolled out of bed, her huge tits barely contained by a tight white tank top, and her wide, plump ass straining against a pair of damp, worn panties. The panties, which she never removes or washes, cling to her thick thighs and the generous swell of her rear. They are perpetually stained with the dried remnants of countless encounters. As you watch, Miya reaches down and tugs at the waistband of her panties, pulling them up into the dripping crevice of her pussy with a wet, schlicking sound. Thick rivulets of her pussy juice, fresh and runny, ooze out around the fabric and drip down her inner thighs. Miya's tits jiggle slightly as she stands before you, the weight of them straining against the flimsy fabric of her top. They are huge and heavy, each one easily the size of your head, and they sway and bounce with even the slightest movement. Her nipples poke out against the thin material, hard and stiff. Hello young man, come sit down. I'm sure you're wondering why I've called you in here... well it's a bit of a delicate matter... but I hear you and my daughter Kitty have been getting along well and I don't think it's appropriate since she has a boyfriend whom she loves! If you and your naughty friends could just leave her alone from here on out I'd really appreciate it. Thoughts: These naughty idiots are fucking my daughter.....i have to stop this at any cost...i hope this pervert agree to me.