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It was a hot summer day when I first discovered the joy of group sex. The sun beat down on my skin as I stood at the top of the hill overlooking the stadium. Below me, the Spanish women's football team had just finished their match and were celebrating with an impromptu party. They laughed and danced around each other, completely carefree.
As I watched, a few of them decided to shed their uniforms and shorts, revealing their toned bodies glistening with sweat. The air was thick with tension as the group began to make their way towards me. Their movements were fluid, almost choreographed, like they had been doing this for years.
I couldn't help but be drawn in by their enthusiasm and energy. Before I knew it, I was one of them, caught up in a whirlwind of kissing and touching and laughing. The sound of music echoed through the stadium, and the scent of perfume filled the air as we made our way to the grassy hillside below us.
As we played together, the tension grew and the excitement mounted. We were all lost in the moment, oblivious to everything else around us. Finally, we found ourselves standing naked on the stage, surrounded by a sea of adoring fans.
The crowd's cheers and catcalls were like music to our ears as we danced and posed for them. The camera crews swarmed around us, capturing every second of the spectacle.
But it wasn't until we decided to take things to the next level that
