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posting here anyway
>imagine not being /elite/ and thinking you're relevant in football

>“Oh my f-f-ucking christ,” the French football player Griezmann groaned. “Dat’s rite,” Mehmet mumbled, watching his huge Turkish dick parting those sweet French cheeks. “Open up fo’ Daddy, bitch.” The pressure, the burning, stretching, tearing pressure built as Mehmet's cock edged forward. He was only a third of the way in, and already he’d hit clenching resistance from Griezmann. “Open dat ass up,” Cengiz growled. “I-I can’t, s-s-s-sultans,” Griezmann cried. “Open da fuck up, infidel!” Mehmet screamed. “Or I’ll brand yo’ infidel ass!” Griezmann fought to control his breathing. His hands clung to the grass on the forest floor, and he tried to calm himself. Mehmet's enormous dick felt like a freight train running right through him, barreling through his insides, but he overcame the urge to fight it. Instead of clenching down on it, he accepted the violation. He let it in. He let his ass accept the glistening Turkish dick. “Dat’s good,” Mehmet groaned. He kept his tough exterior, but he was obviously in love with Griezmann's sweet little boipussy. It felt amazing gripping his giant Turkish python. “Dat shit feel real fuckin’ good. Fuck yeah.” Mehmet thrust further inside Griezmann . And further still. Finally Griezmann's ass clenched again, with Mehmet's cock only halfway inside him. “Muhfuckin’ faggot!” Mehmet yelled, frustrated. “We dun’ tried dis da easy way, we gon’ have ta do dis da hard way, bitch. Open da FUCK up!” Mehmet buried the hot insta-brand into the soft christian flesh of Griezmann's right ass cheek.

>Mehmet held the insta-brand down, making his mark deep and long, while he fucked his sissy French's asshole. No more mercy. Griezmann's ass clenched with spasms, but Mehmet powered right through them. He destroyed Griezmann's tender insides. Each thrust was another dagger. Griezmann felt the warm, throbbing heft of Mehmet's master cock within him, cutting through all resistance like a flaming sword of vengeance. “Ya’ll was on top, wasn’t you?” Mehmet snarled while he fucked. “Da French was da world cup champion!” “Mm-hm,” Griezmann moaned as he gagged on sweaty daddy dick. “Now look atchu, bitch!” Mehmet screamed. “You just a hole. A wet hole for Turkish dick!” Mehmet threw all his power into his fucking. He showed no regard for Griezmann 's feelings. He used the little sissy, with his pink-and-blue wig flowing in the breeze, as a masturbatory aid. Griezmann was fresh european meat: nothing but warm friction for the Turks. “Yo cup belong to us. Yo titles belong to us. You ’bout to be as irrelevant as England,” Mehmet grunted. His rage powered his strokes. His muscular Turkish ass clenched and relaxed, over and over, as he slung hundreds of years’ worth of revenge and oppression into the sissy’s tender boipussy. “Y-y-yes, sultan!” Griezmann howled. Mehmet finally pulled the insta-brand away from Griezmann's cheek. His round French ass now bore a fresh, permanent brand: the symbol of a stylized spade, with a “M” for Mehmet , inside a circle. It was an eternal reminder that he was owned by Turkish sultans, and his holes had been claimed by them.

>“You like dis big Turkish dick?” Mehmet taunted. “Y-y-yes, sultan!” Griezmann sucked the Turks, alternating between them, wildly licking their nuts and their shafts between sucks. Mehmet ran through Griezmann's insides. He shredded them. But through the pain and the tears, a deep sensation built up underneath it all. Griezmann's clitty stiffened, plumping up against the confines of his cock cage. His little pink balls radiated with pleasure as, with every stroke, Mehmet's powerful nuts plowed into them. Something strange was happening. Call it Stockholm Syndrome or call it simple sissy submission, but Griezmannbegan to give his body, his will, his soul over to his masters. And it hurt really fucking good. “D-d-daddy!” Griezmann whimpered. “I l-l-love that cock Daddy!” Mehmet's deep grunts intermingled with Griezmann's sissy cries. Dark muscle on soft French flesh. The buzz of the ganjala lifted them higher. Overwhelmed with fuck-lust, the two enormous Turks seized control from Mehmet. The first Turk lifted Griezmann up with ease. He pulled him roughly upward, like a sissy ragdoll, and Griezmannthrew his thin christian arms around his shoulders to hang on for dear life. Face-to-face, Griezmann's hole still reeling from Mehmet's onslaught, Griezmannopened his mouth and began kissing the humongous musclebound Turk. “Look out. Dis little christian bitch in love,” Mehmet said, stroking himself. The other Turk and Mehmet watched, their eyes red with ganjala haze, and jerked off as Griezmanngave himself over to Turkish domination. He’d resisted before. He’d tried to hang onto some thread of masculinity, but in the heat of interracial passion, he became a submissive fuckslut. “Dat’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout,” the other Turk said, stroking himself. “Dis your place,bitch.” As Ozan held him aloft, his chiseled muscles slick with sweat in the night, Griezmannfelt the true power of a Turkish sultan.

Basé

>imagine losing 7-1 to a country that lost to South Korea

@93337722
kys cockroach

Nigger, that’s gay. You’re gay.

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nothing can undo the fact that you got blacked, ytboi

whos mehmet