Postgame Interview

Brooklyn put on a show in the second half, catching fire and putting the game out of reach with a dagger three-pointer. The unquestioned star of the game, I led the sophomore guard to our radio guy for a postgame interview.

"Jerry Jack from the final home game of the regular season. Here with me is the star of the night, Brooklyn Salazar!..." Jerry droned on, listing off Brooklyn's stats from the night.

I figured the blonde babe needed a reward for pulling through tonight, and I knew just what to do. As she began the interview, I squatted down between her thighs, pulling her shorts and panties to the side, exposing her bright pink peach. Coated with sweat and glistening under the stadium lights, Brooklyn was positioned perfectly for a stunning photo. I came prepared this time, grabbing the camera hanging around my neck and snapping a few photos of her shaved pussy.

"Brooklyn Salazar hello, thanks for joining me. Tell your pussy I say hello as well. Brooklyn you had a rough first half, but really drove it home in the final frame. What changed during halftime?" asked Jerry, paying little attention to my charades and focusing on her answer. "Well Jerry, I had to swallow my pride and reach out to those closest to me. They convinced me I had to dig deep and put my mind at ease, and the rest would come to me. I guess it rang true." said the sophomore, thinking of the throat fuck I gave her in the locker room.

I got a little too close to Brooklyn with the camera, bumping the lens into her tight pussy and smearing it with a thin coating of sweat. "Oh shit" I softly exclaimed, standing up between her legs and putting the lens up to her mouth. "Lick it off." I told Brooklyn, holding the stained lens in front of her lips as she listened to Jerry's next question. "Tonight we uh, one sec Jer." said the blonde, interrupting her interview and putting my needs first without a second thought. She gave the lens a quick lick, tugging at her jersey pulling it forward to clean off her saliva and sweat, revealing a hint of her left tit underneath the sweat-soaked top. "Thanks Brook." I said, leaning in for a quick kiss and catching a whiff of her sweaty blonde hair, the strong smell of sweat with a hint of the lavender shampoo she often showered with. "Tonight Jerry, we knew..." Brooklyn continued on, tuning her out as I began imagining her chest.

That little hint prompted me to pull her jersey off completely, Brooklyn's perky tits hanging out freely. I got up behind the blonde, bringing my hands around her chest and holding one of her grapefruit sized breasts in each. She was enjoying it, body writhing in her chair while still keeping a level head for the interview.

"Oh, and Brooklyn Salazar's gone topless, jersey removed and breasts groped by a photographer. Truly great stuff. Anyways Brooklyn, last home game of the season. Anything special going on tonight?" asked Jerry. "Oh, I've got some plans." said the blonde, turning her head back to look at me with a sly smile. I dropped back between her legs, sliding her over to the edge of her seat and pulling her shorts to the side once more before I put my mouth to work eating her pussy. A hint of salt followed by the sweet taste of Brooklyn's girl cum was like ambrosia from the gods. I couldn't keep up, Brooklyn was flowing like a river and I was dragging my tongue all over her labia trying my best to lap up as much as possible.

"Brooklyn, thanks for being with us tonight. Always a pleasure when you stop by." said the man. "The pleasures all mine, Jerry." said Brooklyn,

"Frankly, I find that hard to believe. Brooklyn Salazar, truly one of a kind. Goodnight folks, and thanks for listening" said the radio announcer, signing off to the sound of me eating Brooklyn's pussy through her headset.