He looked away, being careful not to be discovered. As I saw him disappearing up the escalator and the dampness in my groin became cold and uncomfortable, I couldn’t help but imagine his discomfort at having to walk the rest of the way to work, his button-flies still undone and in cum-drenched nylon football shorts, with cold, sticky cum running down his leg. xxx desi His pale but slightly tanned and freckled complexion suggested that he was an outdoor type and I imagined him playing football in long white socks and silky shorts; nothing on underneath of course; running with youthful energy, then tripping and sliding on the wet, muddy grass so that his shorts rode up his pale but muscular thighs, revealing the dimpled cheeks of his ass, and perhaps even a glimpse of his flopping tackle, as he rolled over in the mud to regain his footing.
