Fall makes me think of bonfires and football. Both make me hot. My husband thinks I love football but I’m really just checking out the hot male bodies. When I see them slam together, I imagine being there, getting my pussy slammed by such manpower. And those asses in uniform. OMG, I want to rim the assholes of those tight, sexy asses. Seriously, I will masturbate to games on TV. And I can’t sit still when I’m at a game. That testosterone in the air getting my pussy all twitchy. Remember Lassie in that old movie, Porky’s? She was the slut that got turned on by sweaty men’s clothing in the locker room. When someone took her in there to fuck her, she’d howl like a bitch in heat and everyone knew what was happening. That would be me with my face in a pile of jock straps, licking the ball sweat and inhaling the man smell.
Give me 30 minutes with a young stud football player. I’d peel those pants down, lick those sweaty, salty balls and suck that thick cock. He’d bend me over the bleachers right there in front of the crowd, and fuck my tight end. I’d be a full-back when he loaded my ass with cum. Or maybe I’d just open my wide-receiver and let him fuck me right in the mouth. Everyone would be watching and masturbating. The cheerleaders would kick off their panties and get fucked, too. Damn, I can’t wait until my son is old enough to play. He’s gonna be in such trouble with Mommy.
This fantasy would be the Super Bowl of Fucking and we’d all yell “Touchdown” at our mass jerk-off game. Hey, a girl can have a dream, right? I was a cheerleader in High school and I miss that athletic cock!!! Woot-woot!!! Are you ready for some football? Call me at halftime and we’ll have a quickie.
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