Ling (20 yrs.) is a Chinese American beauty (35-24-32) who is petite with long black hair. She strides naked from her Hotel bathroom and into the bedroom. Her right hand holds a bottle of lotion. She has smooth, light skin. Her tits jiggle and sexy hips sway while heading toward the bed.
Ling falls onto her back who bends her knees up. They drop open showing her thick, black pussy. She squirts lotion onto her fingers and caresses her high cheek-bones. Both of her feline eyes blink.
She says, "I gotta make a move on some good wrestling cock."
It's Saturday afternoon inside the university gym. Ling watches a wrestling match on the floor. Sampson (19 yrs.) stands at 5'11" who weighs 174 lbs. He competes for the visiting team who wins his match. His hand unstraps the head gear and he yank's it off of his sweaty black hair. His hand is raised as the winner and he heads toward the locker-room.
Ling says with a smirk, "I invited this guy to my party at the hotel. I hope he shows up."
Inside the locker-room. Sampson strips naked and quickly jumps onto the weight machine. He raises his hands into the air as his weight is tabulated. It's recorded and he steps off the machine. Coach Lyle throws a towel over Sampson's shoulder as he walks toward the showers.
His hands are placed on the wall and Sampson leans on them. The water hits the back of his neck and runs down his muscular back, then over his round buttocks.
Coach Lyle walks up to the showers. He asks, "You going to that big party tonight?"
Sampson smiles and turns around, "How do you know about that?" as the water hits his back.
Coach laughs, "C'mon, everybody knows. You too tired?"
"Yeah, but I can take a nap at the hotel. I hear every wrestler is going too" Sampson answers as he grabs a body-wash bottle. His fingers snap open the top and he squirts some onto his palm. He sets the bottle down and begins lathering up his solid chest.
Coach says, "Just letting you know. Kathy followed you here to this meet. She's not giving up."
"Yeah, I know coach. She's nice, but I want something different. I told her that but...," Sampson says while lathering up his abdominals.
Coach finishes his sentence, "But, she doesn't listen right?"
"Yep, you got it coach. I avoid her though" Sampson says as he turns around and the water rinses off his chest and abs. He turns around again.
Coach replies, "Just don't miss the bus Sunday morning."
A few minutes later in front of his locker. Sampson wipes down his wet body with a towel. He steps over and grabs his iPhone. He touches it and checks his messages. He opens a message from an Asian chick named Ling. There's a picture of her face and Hotel room number.
He whispers, "She's different. I've never fucked an Asian chick before. Maybe I'll get lucky."
It's Saturday night inside Sampson's Hotel room. The big screen TV plays one of Sampson's wrestling matches from his past. The volume is low and that screen is the only light in the room.
The naked bodies of Ling and Sampson are on top of the bed. They're both in the "doggy-style" position. She's kneeling onto her elbows with her hair falling over her face. His big hands are wrapped around her tiny hips as he pulls them back hard. He thrusts his 7 and ¼-inch cock into her wet, black pussy.
He looks down at his hard shaft as it slides in and out. His mouth is dropped open because she's fucking hot.
He is so deep that his flesh hits against her flesh... Slap... Slap...
She screams loudly, "Unnhh... Uh-Unnhh... Unh-Uh... Unnnhh!!"
