He was asking me typical questions you'dask of someone you just met. Kevin, who was also really drunk, then blurtsout how sexy I look, and asked if I ...ould show my boobs. My hubby lookedat Kevin and told him to calm down.Hank said he wished he could date an Asian woman one time, since he'dnever slept with one. By the way, my husband and I are Vietnamese. Hesaid he would like to `toss them around,' since Asian women were petite. Kevin then told him that most Asian girls `are really tight,' since. Well during the monsoon days we friends generally get together at any one’s place on the weekends and enjoy drinks and a round of cards. This also becomes an occasion for families meeting each other and enjoying a sort of picnic. Most of the wives also join in drinks and cards. Our favorite game is Flash also known as Teen Patti. On one of these Saturday get to gathers I had to go alone to this party as my wife was not feeling well that day. Otherwise she also enjoys cards. So while we were. If you were to assign a color to describe me it would be, beige. My parents were both doctors and it was assumed, by them at least, that I would follow them into the medical profession. In this area I was a bitter disappointment to them because I had no aptitude for medicine. This became clear to me during my high school Biology class when I was supposed to dissect a rat. Not only did I faint at the thought of cutting up what, until a few minutes before had been a living, breathing animal, but. A few minutes passed before I pulled my head away from her. My eyes started to trace up and down her body, looking at the small beads of syrup that were still trailing at a snail’s pace. I moved my head down to her chest and stuck my tongue out. I leaned in and began to taste the sweet sugary syrup on her skin. I licked her cleavage furiously, enjoying the taste mixed with the feeling of her extraordinary breasts at each side of my tongue. She let out a moan of encouragement as I carried on.