Fucked hard by an athlete in the locker room Journalist takes arrogant football star Sexy interview

So where the hell are you?

Definitely wouldn't be the first time you conveniently forgot to show up for one of our interviews.

Now I'm just sitting here, alone, staring at this awful grey row of lockers.

Kind of ironic that your jersey is hanging on the hook by the door, but you're nowhere to be found.

So much for the feature I promised my editor.

Might have to call her and let her know.

If you hadn't just broken the league record for most goals scored in a single game, then I'd be halfway out the door already.

But I guess I should stick around a little bit longer, just in case you do show up.

I'm here!

I'm here!

I...

Late, as usual.

Yeah, I know, I'm sorry.

Lots of press out there, but I couldn't leave my favourite journalist hanging.

I'd hate to tear you from your adoring public.

I can't say I blame them.

You are the man of the moment, after all.

Yeah, thanks.

It was a team effort, though, you know.

I've got to give all the credit to Baptiste, he was the one who did the last run.

I just assisted.

You sit next to me on the bench, and lean forward with your forearms on your thighs.

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