Scene Description:

The rowdy lads, Danny D included, crammed into the pub buzzing for the massive footy clash, pints flying and testosterone thick in the air until Ghostwave stormed in—smoking hot, loud, and dripping with attitude. She shut down their hooligan jeers in seconds, flashing a filthy smirk and proving she was there to play dirty, not run. Danny was instantly hooked, his cock straining as she locked eyes with him. Moments later they were fucking raw right there on the table, Ghostwave bent over and taking every thick inch of him in front of the cheering crowd, her moans cutting through the roar while they slammed together in a sloppy, balls-deep spectacle that hit like a stoppage-time winner.