This time of year always reminds me of my college days and coed phone sex is the only thing that will get me off. In my day, I was the IT girl. All the guys wanted me, and I had a reputation that preceded me. I had good grades, a sexy body and I was always down to have some fun. Every time right before we had a football game, I would sneak into the opposing team’s locker room in nothing but a trench coat and heels. I would open my coat during a huddle and tell them I was rooting for them and to show my appreciation and to give them good luck, I was going to fuck them and suck them all off. They didn’t think twice before pouncing on me! I had hands on my titties, fingers in my pussy and ass and cocks in my mouth and hands. I even fucked the coach! Once my pussy, ass, face and tits were filled and covered in cum, they’d suit back up and head to the field. They never really played well after they were with me though because I’d exhausted them all and they were tired and not focused on the game. Once my team one, I would sneak into that locker room and fuck all of them also—I had to reward them for being winners, after all! What kind of fan would I be if I didn’t offer up myself as treat to them after playing so hard? Everyone knew I’d fuck the team for winning but no one knew I was fucking the away team as well; I like to think of myself as my team’s secret weapon that led them to the championship all 4 years I was there! Sometimes, I still go back and sneak into the locker rooms for old times’ sake. Collegiate meat is still delicious after all these years!
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