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The sun beat down mercilessly on the football field, the heat shimmering in waves over the browned grass. But the cheerleaders on the sidelines paid the weather no mind, bouncing and cheering tirelessly as the players battled it out on the field.

Cristina was one of the most spirited cheerleaders, her short Latina frame always in motion. Her bright smile split her face as she watched the defensive line swarm the quarterback, forcing him to scramble. She did a quick dance step, brick red pleated skirt flaring around her thick thighs, the white off-the-shoulder top stretching over her full breasts with every toss and twirl.

“Diego, baby!” she suddenly shouted, waving to a tall, dark-skinned boy wearing the number 16 jersey. “Vámonos! Vas a patear su trasero!” He glanced her way, a flash of white teeth in his chocolate face before he focused back on the play. The ball was snapped, he planted his feet and launched it like a rocket downfield, a beautiful spiral that dropped into the waiting hands of the receiver for a gain of 25 yards.

“Okay, chalk that up as my win!” Cristina crowed, high-fiving her petite blond friend Liza. The two peered over at Diego, who was grinning and chucking the ball with his teammates. “Told you sexually reversible units have better aim. Born to aim their cocks right, I guess!”

Liza snorted and smacked her, rolling her baby blue eyes dramatically. The game continued, Cristina and Liza alternating between cheers, flirting, and bitching about the other cheerleaders “not covering my fat ass nearly enough on this pyramid”. But Cristina was distracted, her eyes constantly darting to Diego’s lithe, sweat-slick body out on the field.

One play, the offense was driving toward the edge of the end zone. Diego was lined up outside, toxin his skin glistening, hair curling damply against his brow. As the ball was hiked to him, Cristina felt a familiar heat pool inside her, coating her panties… juices dripping down her bare thighs. She bit her lip, envying the receiver as Diego wrapped his arms around the boy’s waist, twisting him in a perfect spin before slamming him to the ground.

The crowd went wild, Cristina and Liza bouncing and screaming the loudest. But all Cristina could think about, all she could see, was Diego’s chiseled body, his arms and chest flexing as he ripped off his helmet. An intense possessive feeling surged within her…this hot bisexual Latin stud needed to be pumping his dick in her tight holes.

After the game, while Liza flirted brazenly with some of the players, Cristina managed to sneak off with Diego. “You were amazing!” she gushed as they played footsies in a grassy corner of the school courtyard, away from prying eyes. “I couldn’t keep my eyes off you.”

“Por supuesto, muñeca,” Diego said smoothly, playing with a strand of her long hair. “Nadie me para.” Nobody stops me. His hands drifted down to cup her heavy breasts, thumbs grazing her nipples through the clingy fabric of her top. “Though you almost gave me a hard-on out there in those little shorts, shaking your sexy ass.”

“Mmm, you know I only do it for you, mi papito,” Cristina murmured, writhing as his fingers teased her taut nipples. “Te quiero. C’mon, come fuck me in the showers. I’m so turned on I’ll do anything.”

Diego chuckled. “‘Cualquier cosa’? Cuidado. I might take you up on that.” His eyes glinted dangerously as he tugged her to her feet and led her to the girls locker room. No sooner had he locked the door than he had her pressed up against the tiled wall, his huge bulge grinding against her crotch.

Cristina moaned, arching into him, and helped yank his jersey over his head. Her mouthwatered at his perfect pecs and abs, muscles rippling under toasted brown skin. She licked her lips, then latched on to one of his nubs, sucking and nibbling as her hands explored his turgid biceps, his iron shoulders. He grunted, fingers slipping under her flouncy skirt to rip off her soaked g-string.

Diego titled her hips, parting her fat, pouty lips with his cock, the thick 12-inch schlong already drooling pre-cum. With one savage thrust he hilted himself, her tight canal engorged around his girth, her cervix kissing his tip. They both shouted, hands scrabbling for purchase on the slick tile as he started to piston in and out, drilling into her womb.

“Ohhill, papi! ‘Eres tan grueso y fogoso…” His cock split her open, her hole clenching anal sphincter rhythmically, gripping him like a velvet vise. Those rubbery muscle walls rippled along every ridge, along every throbbing vein and bump, making the cock jumping out of him.

Her muffled screams rose in volume as he jack-hammered into her, one slapped huge titty after another, the other hand holding her hip in a bruising grip as he fucked her mercilessly against the wall. “Oooooh FUCK!” His meaty tool, so big and hot, pistoned into her cunny, the swollen cockhead slamming into her g-spot with every stroke, shoving her ruthlessly toward rapture.

“Voy a…I’m going to cum all over your fat cock!” she moaned desperately, hips gyrating frantically to meet his thrusts. “Fill me up I want to…ereh uiett! I’m cummmmminngg!” Her pussy went into convulsions, cramping and rippling on his mammoth trouser snake, soaking it. Her eyes rolled back, tongue lolling out, spray after spray of girl cream jetting from her spasming fist.

“Yes, yes, yes…you like that, my little sissy?” Diego growled, cock ramming rapidly into her pouchy, quivering snatch. “You like me pounding your little pussy? Take it all mommy! Gonna cum soon…”

“Hnnngghhh, yes,please! Kill my cunt! Kill it with your giant cock!” Cristina bleated, a girl like she craved. Her back bowed in a reverse curve, bountiful tits heaving and bouncing, jiggling and swaying like así-massaged cream on top of shit.

His meaty cock smashed her cervix, rich Latin jizz splattering the wall behind her shaking head. “Shit! Get fucking ready!” Phrases and all other tenses are past buttons of his animalistic and savage mating. His tons of heavy, hungry, and jerking flesh scored in her again and again.

Slimy sewer dumped from his meaty mushroom, filling Cristina’s womb. The gushing fluid painted her insides, making her tummy bulge slightly. Then he reversed, pulling his big dick out of her cunt.

“Oh my god!” she moaned, shaking thighs beginning to swell. “You filled me up so much, papito…!” He lifted her up and fucked her asshole, kissing her passionately as he bit her lips and stuck his tongue down her throat.