List off athletes

"Tom Brady" you say with authority. Delilah looks confused "What are you doing?" She asks quizically. "Megan Rapinoe, Kristaps Porzingis, Adrian Petersen, Brazilian Ronaldo, Virgil Van Dijk. Wanna know what thet have in common?" Delilah nods. "They all went on to have amazing careers in their sport after an ACL injury. You are strong. You're gonna beat this and you are going to win a championship." Delilah smiles and hugs you. "Thank you. I'm not sure I believe you but thanks." You look at her. "Sorry I struggle to hear people who don't believe in themselves." She laughs at you and gives you kiss on the cheek. "I'm going to win a championship." She whispers. You cover your ears. "Damn no need to shout your belief." You both laugh. "I'll tell you one thing I do believe." She grins. "What?" You ask curiously. "In about 15 minutes you are gonna be on your knees worshipping my ass slut." You look at her with a grin. "Don't get cocky. I could beat you. And boy i'd humiliate you in the prize round. I'd make you beg to eat my ass. Facefuck you till you are covered in drool. Fuck your ass until you are begging for mercy and then i'd cum all over your pretty little face... or maybe i'd cum on your abs and mock how weak you are." You smirk

Delilah starts fanning herself. "Boy you getting me all hot and bothered here. I kinda want that to happen now." She giggles. "You could throw the fight." Delilah once again chuckles as you both stand up. "As tempting as that is..." she says caressing your ass. "This is gonna look so cute pointed up in the air whilst being penetrated by a strong, tall, Indian babe." She whispers in your ear. Gives your ass a spank before she kisses you again and leaves.