She refuses

Instead of complying with Theo's command, she shook her head defiantly.

"No, it would get all sweaty now. I stay like this if you guys don't mind."

There was a momentary silence as the team absorbed her statement. Some glanced at each other uncertainly, while others simply shrugged indifferently. Theo raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by her audacity. But ultimately, he chose to accept her decision.

Theo clapped his hands together, breaking the lingering awkwardness. "Alright then, let's begin our post-game stretch! Milly, as the captain of the winner team, lead the way."

Milly eagerly assumed the role of leader. Her long arms reached high overhead, demonstrating proper technique.

Her strong abs flexed under her tanned skin, displaying a masterful balance of power and grace. Atop her firm thighs, her round ass wobbled tantalizingly, drawing the men's gaze inevitably southwards.

But in the end, most of their stares were focused at her exposed breasts. Every time she raised her arms, her small breasts did a small jiggle. Each little quiver, every gentle bounce has mesmerized the eyes of the guys in her team.