Besada, manoseada y chupando pijas en un vestuario.

Last Thursday I was invited to a soccer match on a small field near my neighborhood (I won't say which one to avoid burning anyone). A skinny guy from around here had been asking me to bring my girlfriend to watch them play soccer, and he kept saying that if I wanted, they could do anything to her in the locker room. He's been insisting for about two months now. We were both scared but at the same time morbidly fascinated by the situation. (She recently confessed to me that the soccer players used to warm her up badly). I usually play every other week. But nothing like this. This skinny guy had gotten very worked up over the story of when I took her to the fifth and they kept her entertained for three hours, and he wanted to do something similar. The thing is that we convinced him and went (plan to test) but warned that nothing would happen! I got caught up in playing in the second half, and they looked at my girl and vice versa. The place has a café and she could stay there. I made sure only 4 guys knew about it. The rest didn't know anything... The thing is that we're going this Thursday night. When we arrived, they were already playing (I was going to replace someone who had to leave earlier) the thing is that when we entered through the hallway, the field is just there and the bar is on the right. She sits near the window and I go to the pitch. Pablo approaches me (very happy because he didn't think we'd come). And I introduce myself to the rest. The match was even. I was really ratonized much to be there and not know who knew what and who didn't. So I played horribly! I was totally freaked out. Ja Anyway, I'll tell you that I'm working in a bit. Jaja.