She looked to be in her early 30’s, slim, trim and totally beautiful!And there I was, just my underwear and a small robe; my cock was almost painful...the way it jumped up.’Hi, how are you today? My name is Ndhi and i’ll be doing your physical today.’ She was looking down at her clipboard as she said this, so I took the chance to try to move my cock to a more comfortable and less obvious position. ‘Your name is Tariq, right?’ Then she noticed my uneasiness and asked ‘Are you okay?’I stammered. She was wearing a black top and tight, low-rise blue jeans. I don't know where she learned, but the girl can dance like a pro. She was moving her body in the sexiest possible way and as she turned her back to me, she took off her top and threw it to the bed. Then she began to unbutton her jeans as she turned again to face me, showing her beautiful, small breasts. Her nipples were fully erect, begging to be touched. She pulled down her jeans and stepped out of them, leaving only her tiny pink. “So what was all that talk before, Rena? Jealousy?”Then I felt his other hand cup my pussy through my volleyball shorts, and I gasped. Lust swelled within me, urging me to give in. I fought. I tried pulling away from him, but he was stronger than me. He held me in place, his hand rubbing at my moistening slit. My shorts were getting drenched.“Please, Nate,” I pleaded. “This is wrong... we—you can't do this...”“Then tell me to stop,” he said. “Nate, please!” A small voice, perhaps my conscience,. I told her that I had a big crush on her starting from that day she picked me up from football practice. She told me that when she first heard my name on the chat line that she had been thinking about me and she wanted to pretend that it was my young dick that was fucking her, but she did not figure it would be me for real. While she was washing the dishes I walked up behind her and started kissing her neck and back. My young black dick was poking her ass; she gave it a good squeeze and told me.