He really wanted more from me, which I was still just not ready to give him or at least not just yet.Then one day something very strange happened that...got me thinking more about what he had said he wanted to do with me. I didn’t say anything to him about this new feeling that was beginning to gnaw at my guts in such a way that I could really see myself breaking down and coming around to his way of thinking.He kept saying to me how nice it would be if we were to at least try it once to see what. I reached the address on time, and everyone was already there.Nisha was looking so beautiful. She was wearing black jeans and a yellow crop top. Her navel was exposed, and what a sight it was. I gave her a huge smile as I was greeting everyone. She blushed as I smiled at her. I was nervous too. After greeting everyone, I walked towards her.We were both nervous that we hardly talked. Then we all got inside the bus, and Nisha and I were on the same seat. It was a 1-hour long ride, and we became. I groaned. After the long strokes, she started on my neck.She? Yeah, I could tell. Either a girl or a really small guy. Her hands were strong, but small.“Now, repeat after me.”“Bree? Why are you doing a massage?”“It’s part of my training. Repeat. Trapezius.” She worked the big muscle across my shoulders and I muttered the word. It did feel good and she was digging her fingers in just right.“Rhomboid major,” she said as she moved down and under my shoulder blade.“Rhomboid major,” I. Then he started to pound her and push her into the wall with every hit. She was getting tired of standing on her toes, so she lowered her body and that caused him to fuck her deeper and pound her harder. Her pussy was feeling so warm and wet. She enjoyed getting fucked from behind, having the man who was fucking her in control of how to do it. He held on to her sides and started to pound her harder than ever. With every hit her whole body would jump a little in the air. He kept getting faster.