Rutina Wesley.
Lordy. Yes please.
I do of course, know where this originates. You see, I spent two years living in a hotel in Liverpool. The gym in the basement had this wonderful girl working there. A denise lookalike if there ever was one. Except she had a boob job. I lusted for weeks and then just asked her out.
We spent some time together. I loved her stomach, it was hard and rippled. She loved to play fight and was very strong. I’d be lying if I said at sometimes, I was struggling a bit. But she was lots of fun and sex was great.
Sadly she was too fitness orientated. Drinking beer was not authorised. Neither was eating cheese or just sitting about doing nothing. Sod that.