Watching the World Cup, I did a double take when I saw the substitute goalkeeper.
Eight years ago, we slept together in Valencia. He was sporty and looked great naked. I don’t doubt I was just one of many girls for him.
My boyfriend, on the sofa with me, has no idea that I once rode and sucked that goalkeeper’s cock. That he kissed my naked body. That he loved it when I pressed on the skin between his ass and his balls.
Ten million people watching around the world. But how many can say they’ve tasted the goalkeeper’s cum?
