We had the same coach so used to train together so we would play for two hours while the regular sessions were for one hour. Her name was Nalini. She ...was in the twelth standard. She was fair and was from a rich family. She was a spoilt brat and also a slut. She many a times had put moves on me but being in a relation I controlled myself. Sometimes I would think that she was just prtending to be my best friend bu wanted my dick in her cunt.Her features were simply outstanding. She had round firm. Huge dark eyes, mostly pupil, set beneath a set of sardonically arched brows, and glazed caramel skin. And her mouth, plump ruby-colored lips that I needed to kiss as soon as possible or sooner. Sensing a kindred soul, I did just that, my nose brushing against hers, gazing into surprised wide eyes, her lashes closing like shutters as my kiss grew into our kiss, her mouth welcoming mine. I played with the black silk that fell to her shoulders, eventually concentrating on one of her spring-like. Then she hears the door to her apartment close and a smile forms across her face.Quickly, Evony cuts off the water and slips out, grabbing a towel. Half-heartedly she dries off and tosses the towel to the floor. In all her naked glory, she rushes from the bathroom and into the hall just as her roommate, Becca, turns the corner.“Evony?” she says shocked by seeing her. “What are you doing home? And why are you ... are you okay?”Becca’s have fallen to the black veins covering most of Evony’s leg. He was hoping for a child within a year, too late for the election, but she might possibly be visibly pregnant during the campaign. All part of the campaign, though not just for show. Mark was as family oriented as she.Desirée was determined that their home should be in reality just as fine as their future constituents would expect it to be.So she prepared a candle-light dinner, his favorite meat dish and the wine he liked. She had had wine the first time that day they had first made.