Sunday, 9 June 2013

The footballer


The footballer is sinewy, young and good looking. He kisses me roughly. We take each others clothes off. 
I drop to my knees and take him in my mouth. We clamber onto the bed together. He licks me then we sixty nine. 

He is hard and eager, enthusiastic, but he's got stamina. He bends my body into a maze of positions. His thrusts are fit and relentless. 

He says "You're going to remember this" I just smirk at him, what a line,  we keep screwing. When I've had enough I ask him if he wants me to take him again in my mouth. I say "You're going to remember this too" and curl my lip. I suck him good, he tells me he's going to come and I let all his fluid drool out of my mouth. 

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