As each player grabbed my hips and pumped my p***y I would choke and gag as I worked the captains c**k with my mouth, moaning and coming, feeling, but not knowing who was filling my hole.
Spunk and the juices dripping from my p***y ran down my legs, I struggled to compose myself.
As the guys behind, cheered each other on as they pounded my arse and my p***y. They high fived and congratulated each other.
The captain, clearly enjoying my mouth but feeling the need for a change, pulled out." well done lads" he exclaimed, you have warmed her up, now I am going to finish her off.
He helped me to my feet. My legs were like jelly, I looked into his eyes and gave him a cheeky smile. " lets see if the team captain can out do his team shall we?"
I stumbled across the campsite, feeling the warmth of the fire as my naked, sweating body passed it.
I resumed the position he had found me in, in the alleyway, on a log. " well come on then captain, f**k me"
He stalked slowly across the floor, c**k in his hand, it seemed even larger and was visibly throbbing.
My p***y started to pulsate, I knew that the finale was coming.
As he approached me he lifted my legs above my head, resting them on his shoulder. He slid his c**k around my hole,
teasing me before suddenly pushing it deep inside me, my knees started to buckle and i let out loud passionate moans, he held his hand over my mouth which i softly bit into trying to suppress my orgasmic explosion.
As he pounded me harder and harder, faster and faster. I looked around to see the rest of the team, all lost in their own realms of desire,
Watching their captain as he screwed every last drip from my aching body. Finally he pulled out, thanking me for my service with a shower of warm sticky c*m covering my face and t**s.
So, now you see why I dream of being followed? If you had a night like this, being sexually devoured by a football team, wouldn't you take to late night strolls too?