[STORY][PHOTO] FOOTBALL Match? Fucked His GIRLFRIEND

Me and her cheering on Italy, he for the other team… then final disaster!

On the evening of the Italy match I was invited to a friend’s house to see it with her and her boyfriend…

She is Italian and supports Italy… what I did not know is that her partner is not Italian and is an ultrà of the opposing team!

The fact is that when I get to their house, just before ringing the doorbell, I hear them screaming and arguing furiously: “What the fuck are you inviting people home on match day? You know I do not want other Italians! You are already enough!”

I sound worried and after a while she comes to open me… she is red in the face, her eyes are shining… she says to me: “Hi, come in, I hope you haven’t heard…”

Instinctively I hug her, greet her and ask (in a low voice) if everything is okay…

Before she can answer me comes the ogre, a muscular, dumb-faced guy of about 25…

He wears his national team shirt, the flag as a cape and even has his colors painted on his face: “Who the hell is this? You filthy Italian whore, will you bring me a shemale in the house?”

Still hugging the girl, I flash him with the eyes… the temptation is to say fuck to him and leave… but then I realize that he is already drunk and she is very afraid…

I don’t feel like leaving him alone with my friend, so ignoring him, I caress her face and ask her if it’s okay if I remain…

She looks at me amazed, blushes and replies: “Yes please… come in… if not, what have I invited you to do?”

As a reaction, he shakes his head with contempt and walking towards the television he whispers: “Do as you like but during the game I want absolute silence…”

Shocked by the behavior of that asshole, I then take her to the kitchen, I caress her shoulders a little and I say: “Here I brought you a cake… but what happened? Did you have a quarrel?”

She turns her head away and says to me: “Yes… every time we have sex he can’t make me cum… so he drinks and gets angry… tonight his team plays against Italy so… worse still… ”

A little embarrassed, I ask her: “What’s wrong with him?” – And she: “With the Italians? Nothing, she considers us only a people of mafia. With me… I don’t know… he wants to do, he wants to do but he’s not capable… maybe it’s my fault… in your opinion Am I ugly or unexciting? ”

What an absurd question…

She’s anything but ugly… That particular evening… under the super low-cut Italian T-shirt, she has two pears that look like melons and just below the navel of a very flat belly…

Her face is gorgeous too, two apple cheeks, blue eyes, full lips, French nose and blonde hair… very long…

Even her ass is 10 and praise…

Not knowing what to say then I reply: “Are you crazy? For me you are beautiful and also very sweet…”

Hearing these words, her face lights up and she throws herself at me kissing me on the neck: “Are you really serious? Thanks Sally, you’re a friend… indeed…”

Before she can finish speaking, she is interrupted once again by his croaking voice: “What the fuck are you doing over there?! The match starts! Bring me 2 more beers and let them be fresh this time!”

Hateful.

Going to the living room, my friend says to me: “I really hope Italy wins… in its face! I fucking hate him but I don’t have the courage to leave him…” – I smile and she, pleased, gives me another kiss… on the cheek… but this time he even brushes my lip… and as she slowly withdraws, her eyes are lost in mine…

What did she have in mind?

Arriving at the sofa he begins to despotically give orders: “The beer here in front of me. You sitting in the corner there… absolute darkness and woe to those who breathe! I have to enjoy Italy going home with the head between the legs!”

Then a loud laugh. Incredibly hateful.

I almost sit on her armrest and she places herself attached to me, 2 cushions from her boyfriend… the volume is deafening…

Then the game begins… immediately Italy is in difficulty, the opponents are pressing and continue to threaten our goal with deadly broadsides…

The girl (I don’t know to what extent with sincerity) seems very taken by the game… and with every game action she grabs me by the miniskirt pretending tension…

To want to think badly… each time methodically getting closer and closer to my penis…

I am very sensitive and I am made of flesh… if they touch my cock… I go crazy… so, inevitably… the drawbridge downstairs goes up…

She, who was constantly monitoring the situation from the corner of her eye, notices it and then becomes more daring…

Italy enters the penalty area and she, shamelessly… grabs it!

She was there with my dick in her hand while her boyfriend, unaware of everything, was sweating cold!

The action continues and she, always looking elsewhere, licks her lips and… she does not give up, on the contrary, simulating frenzy she begins to masturbate me!

Something too hot, I was horny at 1000! She was giving me a handjob!

Then the blow of bad luck… Italy goes at a disadvantage… he stands up, rejoices like a madman and yells at us: “Italians of shit! You and your pizza go fuck yourself!”

His idiocy does not affect me while she, feigning despair, collapses on my legs…

Hidden by her long hair, she pulls back my skirt and (to my immense amazement)…

Squeezing my balls she takes my glans in her mouth… covered only by my panties!!

Impossible!!

What a beautiful slut… I would never have expected it from her… after so many years of believing her to be a saint…

Calm down the game resumes and she, leaning her chin on my shoulder, whispers: “What hate! Look if Italy scores, I swear, I’ll give you a blowjob… and swallow!”

I couldn’t believe my ears… yet she hadn’t drunk anything…

In the end I thought she was certainly kidding… her before was certainly just a little bit flirtatious… I was sure she would never go that far…

Then, after a while… boom! Italy scores the comeback goal!

He kicks off the table, gets furious, glares at us and shouts: “Noo! It’s not possible! Italy’s shit!” – And other unpronounceable profanities…

We, a little frightened, exult timidly… exchanging only a smile of complicity… mine was innocent, her meant: go ahead for the blowjob!

Of course I hadn’t forgotten about it but I was sure it was by no means possible that she really wanted me to…

As I think these things, she sits on the floor in front of me… cunningly making sure to hide her head behind a stool… and between my thighs…

I felt like I was in a porn movie…

In short, she turns her head back and staring at me greedily, she widens her neckline… making me see that down there, her big tits are naked… no bra!

What a vision! Her pink nipples had gone hard the instant she felt the weight of my banana on her head…

But the best was yet to come…

Having slipped one hand under her shirt and one in her pantyhose, the slut starts on one side to pull her left nipple, on the other… to masturbate!

Disconcerting! By now I had a steel baseball bat between my legs…

And it is precisely at that point that she turns and… begins to slide her very sensual plump lips over my glans… still covered but already abundantly wet…

I think: “Now it’s my turn”.

If I want to make her really enjoy the greasy pole, I absolutely have to move my panties…

They are tight, I struggle to get through but in the end I succeed and like a slap, my dick exits and it crashes in her face…

She vibrates but she wastes no time…

Only the time to find the position and… boom! She puts it in her mouth!

A warm, enveloping sensation… she has a small mouth and my big cock barely fits but the slut knows her stuff and by dint of sucking like a dewatering… she manages to shove it all down her throat!

What a pleasure! I squint! I would like to scream out loud! I do not understand anything anymore!

In the meantime, the game reaches the last bars and Italy gives me the opportunity to scream (and come!): With the winning goal!

Bum!

After a very long blowjob, I cum, I cum like a camel… I fill her tiny mouth with hot sperm… so much and so hard that she coughs!

What a stellar orgasm!

In the meantime, he, cuckolded, blown up and out of sight, doesn’t notice anything! He overturns the stool, the coffee table and silently walks toward the entrance…

He throws the flag on the ground and leaves the house slamming the door heavily…

It doesn’t seem real to her…

Without uttering a word, she sneaks up on her feet… gosh her pussy is so wet that she can see the stain… an instant after she sprints to bolt to lock the entrance…

Then…

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