How could someone so perfect exist?I largely avoided her due to shyness for two weeks of training until a drinks-break one day. She approached me. “...i, I’m Ananya. What’s your name?” she said, with that innocent fresher tone that they all have. She was covered in sweat, which caused her jersey to stick tight to her slim, petite figure.I was still for a second. “Hi, Dhruv,” I replied, trying to play it cool. “We play in the same position. We should help each other out – you know, with tips and. Like any sensible person, she knew that she shouldn't keep the refrigerator door open like that for too long. Groaning about the coolness she was about to lose, she turned around and closed it with her toned forearm, her hands pulling open the lid of the ice-cream tub. Greedily, she put in her mouth, the first cold bite of sweet relief.She moaned with satisfaction as she felt the gooey chocolate cream melt in her mouth, and then run down the back of her throat. She opened her eyes, not. That was until I met my angel that isMy girlfriend, Mei, is a gorgeous asian woman. She has a natural beauty that doesn't require any make though she still wears it despite my constant insistence on this fact. Despite the stereotype she actually has sizable breast, a large C-cup i believe, i would check her bra but they're so perky she never wears them and has cute small nipples that are so sensitive shes orgasmed just from nipple play in the past that are slightly visible through her thin T. ..to...be...a...prosti..tute..?Me : *quickly put my dick in her pussy and fuck her in missionary style* of course, u must...please...*I couldn't hold for long as I was so turn on by it*Samantha : *moans as i cum deep into her* You like the idea of your wife being a whore dont chu? *smirk*Me : of course...*smiles and hug her to sleep*The next morning I woke up, Samantha was already downstairs preparing food. After getting ready for work, I went downstairs and she was kneeling on the ground and.