Cheerleader's slow ride after the win in her skirt

After the big game victory, she drags him to the locker room corner, her cheerleader uniform still clinging from the sweat of flips and cheers. Heart racing from the adrenaline, she shoves him onto the bench, hikes up her pink skirt, and lifts her top to bare her tits, eyes locked on his hardening cock. She teases him with a wicked grin, spreading her legs wide but not yet touching, building the ache. Now straddling him reverse, she lowers slowly, her wet pussy lips parting around his thick shaft, inch by inch, while her skirt bunches at her waist. She gasps softly, biting her lip as his balls press against her, her body clenching in anticipation, rocking just enough to make him throb inside her without rushing the heat.