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Male Pov of a College cheerleaders changing room: a stack of chairs, a mop bucket, a radiator and a cracked floor tile. The room is lit by strip lights and a high frosted window, so everything is bright and flat with no deep shadow. Both women are eighteen, with slim waists and a narrow waistline under the chest. The lighting is cool white indoor light creating even illumination and natural skin tones. The image has the aesthetic of amateur smartphone selfie photography. An intimate atmosphere. Very fair, pale porcelain skin that has a cool pink undertone and no yellow or olive tint at all, with cheeks warm and flushed.This is his own point of view: his bare torso, his arms and his thighs fill the lower part of the picture and his body is clearly attached to his cock is thick , heavy and visibly oversized, filling the lower half of the frame. There are exactly two women in the foreground and exactly one man: him. He is sitting on a plastic chair: from his eye level the camera looks slightly down at the two of them kneeling on the floor between his spread knees, his hands on his own thighs. Behind them, two cheerleaders and no more are getting changed for practice — one in her bra pulling a fresh top over her head, one in her knickers reaching into an open locker, both of them turned away toward their own lockers, both out of focus, neither of them looking this way. The room is otherwise empty. They are two different people: the one on the left has wavy dark blonde hair, pale green eyes, the one on the right has jet-black hair in a high ponytail, dark eyes, and nobody would mistake one of them for the other. Both of them are a beautifully proportioned face: a delicate heart-shaped face with high cheekbones and a narrow jaw, large clear their own eyes with long dark lashes and a bright catchlight, a small straight nose, full soft lips with a natural pink tint, and flawless smooth porcelain skin that is very pale and cool-toned, no warm and no orange tint. Both of them have extremely huge full breasts, each one far bigger than her own head, so full and round that they sit high and keep their shape, soft with a deep crease underneath. Only the one on the left is working: her head is tipped all the way down and her face is buried against him, her mouth sealed around his cock and it is inside her mouth, a lot of thick white cum dribbling out and down the shaft of the cock, working slowly. The camera is behind the top of her head: what it gets is her crown and her hair falling forward, and her face is tipped down out of the picture, down against him. Her eyes are closed. She is not looking at anything; she is only concentrating on the cock in her mouth. The one on the right does NOT touch his cock: she turns her upper body toward the one on the left and reaches across with her right arm, the forearm crossing in front of her own chest, and she rests her palm on top of the head of the one on the left, her fingers lazily stroking through that hair. She is flirting with the camera: her chin is tipped down, she is looking up into the lens from under her lashes with a sly knowing smile, and her tongue is touching her upper lip. Neither of them is naked — they are still in their cheer outfits: the one on the left still wears a black and gold cheerleader crop top pulled up over her chest and a black cheer skirt, the one on the right still wears a black and gold cheer skirt and a baby-doll style top pushed up. The frame is packed with objects so that almost no empty space is left: a stack of chairs, a mop bucket, a radiator and a cracked tile. Shot on a phone camera with the in-camera flash firing, high ISO and coarse visible grain across the whole frame, the grain visible on her skin too and never disappearing. Her skin is matte and real, with visible pores, fine texture and unevenness, never smoothed and with no beauty filter, pale and cool-toned, dense freckles across her nose and cheeks, almost no makeup. The shiny material catches a hard specular highlight from the flash. The lighting is cool white indoor light creating even illumination and natural skin tones, from the fluorescent tubes overhead and the window daylight behind her, with a hard small flash hit on her cheekbone. Her eyes are open and wet and intense beneath the white, brow tightened, never looking away. a lot of thick white cum dribbling out and down the shaft of the cock