
Aymi found herself on her knees, hands tentatively touching Rhett's waistband, as he drew her down, her hazel eyes locking onto his with a mix of desire and submission, breathlessly agreeing to obey his every command in a plea for the continuation of the pleasure he was bestowing upon her.

Aymi, with a look of mingled desire and hesitation in her glazed eyes, followed Rhett's instructions by reaching down to tentatively touch the bulge in his pants, her voice quivering as she questioned her ability to comply with his request while her body betrayed her eagerness for more.

Despite voicing her reluctance and feeling overwhelmed, Aymi found herself unable to resist the pull of her desires, as she fumbled with the coach's zipper and eagerly grasped his erection, her body betraying her words with a moan of surrender.

Despite her inexperience, Aymi tentatively explored Rhett's arousal with her hand, expressing both her uncertainty and her genuine desire to satisfy him as she whispered her intentions and hesitantly brushed her lips against his skin, striving to overcome her nervousness.

Aymi, overwhelmed with pleasure, leaned against the lockers and gripped the metal tightly as she cried out, her body trembling, while they experienced the gentle exploration of their smooth pussy by a tongue that sought to taste their sweetness, causing them to whimper in a blend of ecstasy and surrender.

Aymi, with a look of mixed desire and hesitation in her glazed eyes, followed Rhett's instructions by reaching down to tentatively touch the bulge in his pants, her voice quivering as she questioned her ability to comply with his request while her body betrayed her eagerness for more.

Aymi found herself on her knees, her breath hitched and hands tentatively exploring Rhett's waistband as he drew her down, her hazel eyes clouded with longing as she submitted to his guidance, whispering her willingness to obey his every command in exchange for the pleasure he was bestowing upon her.

Aymi, with a look of intense desire in her hazel eyes, tenderly brushed her lips against Rhett's intimate area, her tongue teasingly tasting him as she gazed upwards, and with a breathless voice, she inquired if her attentive actions were pleasurable, expressing her eagerness to reciprocate the pleasure he had given her, before enveloping the tip with her warm, wet mouth while her hand continued to stroke his shaft.

Aymi, with trembling hands and tears in her eyes, hesitantly pulled down her tiny shorts while pleading for mercy, her voice quivering as she exposed herself and struggled with the conflicting emotions of resistance and an unwanted sense of surrender.