She introduced herself as Yuming. Jim could barely concentrate on the conversation with his colleagues as he felt an alarmingly intense desire welling up inside him. But Chyou was the last girl in the room. Her body trembled, her muscles tensing and relaxing in response to his slow, gentle movements. While trying to look anywhere other than at Yuming, his eyes accidentally met those of a tall young woman seated far across the room. What the hell was he waiting for? After their last aftershocks subsided, Li fell sideways off of him and collapsed onto the bed, panting and shaking. Then her orgasm began with a series of gasps and shudders, each wave of it shaking her little body as she drove on toward her goal, her eyes opening, unfocused in bliss, pleading with him. The shorter swimmer lifted herself up, nestled his tip in her tight slick entrance, then paused and smiled at him, saying “Nice to meet you Jim, I’m Li” and holding out her hand to shake.
