Let her continue, just a little longer.

"I'm not convinced Valerie," you tell her, doing your best to look stern despite your rising lust for the tender young morsel kneeling before you.

"Please sir...Please...I want to play so badly...when I heard a professional ball player was coming here....to coach...I was so excited...so excited to play for you Mr. Watts," she says as she squeezes your thighs, looking into your face with inviting eyes that look more wanton with each passing second.

"I'd do anything to play for you sir....it means so much to me," she murmurs, her hands creeping up your thighs as she looks up at you coyly from under her lowered lashes.

You're nearing the point of no return with this girl as she teases you. She is obviously an accomplished flirt, and she almost sizzles with danger. Your rational mind is telling you to kick her out, or at least make her sit back in her chair, while your reptile brain wants to see your cock buried in her sweet soft suck mouth.