Ling (20 yrs.) is a Chinese American beauty (35-24-32) who stands in front of the hotel bathroom mirror. She admires her feline eyes and high cheek-bones. Her hands push the long, black hair onto her back. Both of her eyes look over her incredible body. All the way down to her thick, black pussy.
It's Friday afternoon. The wresting tournament has begun inside the university gym. Ling sits in the bleachers who has been watching all the athletes. She likes Austen (19 yrs.) who stands at 5'8" who weighs 149 lbs. He competes for a visiting team. He's fast and strong, but his opponent accidentally elbows him in the face twice. Austen won the wrestling match after that opponent's disqualification. His eye starts to bleed as he walks off the mat.
Inside the locker-room. Austen sits naked on the bench in front of his locker. His light brown hair is still wet after taking a shower. He holds a large ice-bag over his left eye. Coach Benson sits down next to him.
Coach says, "Go back to the hotel room and lay down the rest of the weekend. You got your wrestling points."
"Yeah, I think I will. That fucking bastard's been wanting to hit me, all season" Austen says while pressing the ice-bag against his eye.
It's Friday afternoon inside Austen's Hotel room. He's laying back on the bed watching ESPN. The ice-bag is over his eye who is wearing only basketball trunks.
Knock. Knock. Knock. Someone's at the door.
Austen climbs off the bed holding the bag over his eye. He walks over to the door and opens it.
Ling stands there wearing tight jeans and a t-shirt without a bra on. Her nipples can be seen clearly. His right eye looks down at her tits.
She says, "Hi Austen. I'm Ling. How's your eye? That guy hit you deliberately." Her own eyes look down over his cut muscles.
"I'm okay" he answers through his swollen lower lip.
She smiles and tells him, "If you need anything. I'm in room 125." She quickly leans in and kisses him on the cheek. He watches her firm ass while she walks away.
It's Friday night inside Ling's Hotel room. The big screen TV plays Austen's wrestling match from the past. The volume is turned down to a whisper. His iPhone is sitting next to that TV which lights up with messages.
The lights are turned on. The nude bodies of Ling and Austen are on the bed. She is laying on her back with her long hair spread above the head. Both of her legs are lifted up into the air. The knees are bent and spread open. He's leaning over in-between those legs. Both of his hands are wrapped around her tiny waist. His 6-inch cock is buried inside her thick, black pussy.
