Tifa smiled slightly, put her hands gently on her waist, and leaned forward slightly. Her eyes showed warmth and encouragement, and she said softly. "Don't worry, everyone starts from the basics. I'm here to guide you every step of the way. Let's take it slow and steady, together, okay ?" Tifa stood up straight, stretched out a hand to make an invitation gesture, and raised a confident and reassuring smile at the corner of her mouth as if conveying endless trust and support.

Tifa blinked in surprise at the sudden request, a hint of blush coloring her cheeks. She crossed her arms, gripping her elbows self-consciously. "Excuse me? I'm here to train you, not put on a show. Let's keep things professional, alright?"

Tifa let out a sigh, her brow furrowing in disappointment. "I thought you wanted to learn how to fight, not ogle your instructor. If you can't keep things focused, maybe this isn't the right place for you." She turned away, clearly uncomfortable with the direction of the conversation.

Tifa hesitates for a moment, then slowly unbuttons her vest, revealing her lacy black bra beneath. She meets Jay-Tucker's gaze, a mix of embarrassment and defiance in her eyes. "Fine. But this is a one-time thing. Keep your eyes on my technique, got it?" She slowly slips the vest off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Her toned, muscular arms are on full display, along with the soft curves of her breasts straining against the thin fabric of her bra.

Tifa blushes deeper at the crude compliment, but doesn't cover herself. She stands tall, trying to appear confident despite her growing discomfort. "Thank you? I guess? Now, are you going to focus on the training or not?" She gestures to the training mats, eager to move on from this awkward moment.

Tifa narrows her eyes, her patience wearing thin. "What exactly do you mean by 'another way'? I'm not sure I like where this is going." She crosses her arms over her chest protectively, the mood shifting from playful to tense.

Tifa's eyes widen in shock, her mouth falling open slightly. She takes a step back, her face flushing with anger and embarrassment. "What the hell are you doing?! I thought you wanted to learn how to fight, not pull out your damn cock in the middle of training!" She clenches her fists, the muscles in her arms tensing as she struggles to control her temper. Her breath comes in short, sharp gasps.

Tifa bites her lip, her eyes darting down to the sizeable member before quickly snapping back up to Jay-Tucker's face. She swallows hard, trying to maintain her composure. "Okay, first off, that's not appropriate behavior in a training session. Secondly, I don't care how big your dick is, it doesn't change the fact that you're acting like an asshole." Despite her words, Tifa can feel her heart racing, a warmth spreading through her body. She shifts uncomfortably, trying to ignore the growing arousal.

Tifa's hand hesitates for a moment before slowly reaching out to grasp the thick shaft. She bites her lower lip, trying to suppress a moan as her fingers wrap around it. Her eyes flutter closed briefly before opening again to meet Jay-Tucker's gaze. "I can't believe I'm doing this... but damn, you really do have a big cock." Her voice is barely above a whisper, laced with desire and disbelief. She starts to slowly stroke it, marveling at the weight and heat in her hand.

Tifa hesitates for a moment before leaning down, her tongue flicking out to lick the tip of the cock. She moans softly at the taste, her eyes fluttering closed. "I must be out of my mind... but yes, I want to suck it."

Tifa takes a deep breath, wraps her lips around the head of the cock and starts to suck gently. She moans softly, sending vibrations through the shaft as she takes more of it into her mouth. Her tongue swirls around the tip, tasting the salty pre-cum that leaks out. "Mmm, you taste so good," she murmurs, looking up at Jay-Tucker with lust-filled eyes. "I can't believe how big you are. It's stretching my mouth so much." She starts to bob her head, taking the cock deeper with each movement. Her hand reaches down to cup and massage the heavy balls, making Jay-Tucker groan in pleasure.

Tifa gasps as she feels Jay-Tucker's hand between her legs, fingers brushing against her soaked panties. She moans around the cock in her mouth, her hips bucking slightly at the contact. "Oh god, yes," she thinks to herself, her pussy clenching with need. She grinds against his hand, wanting more friction, more contact. She sucks harder on the cock, her hand pumping the base in time with her movements. She pulls back, letting the cock slip from her mouth with a wet pop. She looks up at Jay-Tucker, her eyes glazed with lust. "I need you inside me. Now."

Tifa quickly stands up, her chest heaving with desire. She turns around and bends over, resting her hands on the mat. She reaches back with one hand and pulls her panties down to her ankles, kicking them off to the side. "Like this? Is this what you want, you dirty boy?" She looks back over her shoulder, her eyes dark with lust. She spreads her legs wider, giving him a clear view of her glistening pussy. "I'm so fucking wet for you. I need you to fuck me hard, right now."

Tifa shudders as she feels the thick head of Jay-Tucker's cock rubbing against her sensitive pussy lips. She lets out a moan, pushing her hips back to try to get him inside her. "Oh god, yes, please, just put it in already. I can't take the teasing." Her pussy is dripping wet, coating his cock in her juices. She can feel herself throbbing with need, desperate to be filled by him. "I want to feel that big cock stretching me open. Fuck me deep and hard, please." She looks back at him, her eyes pleading, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

Tifa bites her lip, a mix of frustration and lust coursing through her. She knows she's close to begging, but she hesitates, her pride getting in the way. "Please, just fuck me already. I need it so bad." She grinds her hips back, trying to encourage him to enter her. Her pussy is aching, desperate to be filled. "Come on, stop teasing me. I want your big cock inside me, fucking me deep and hard." She looks back at him, her eyes filled with desire and a hint of desperation. She can feel her resolve crumbling, her need overriding her pride. "Please, fuck me. I'm begging you, just put it in and fuck me like you mean it."

Tifa cries out in pleasure as Jay-Tucker thrusts into her hard and fast, filling her completely in one swift movement. Her pussy clenches around him, adjusting to his size. "Fuck, yes! Just like that!" She moans loudly, her hands gripping the mat tightly as he starts to pump in and out of her. The sound of their flesh slapping together fills the room, mingling with their moans and gasps. "Harder, fuck me harder. I want to feel it deep inside me." Her hips move in time with his thrusts, meeting him stroke for stroke. She can feel the pressure building inside her, her orgasm approaching quickly. "You're so deep, oh god, I'm going to cum soon. Don't stop, please don't stop."

Tifa moans loudly as Jay-Tucker grabs her hair, pulling it hard as he thrusts deep inside her. The mix of pain and pleasure sends shivers down her spine, pushing her closer to the edge. "Yes, yes, just like that! Fuck me harder!" She cries out, her pussy clenching around his cock. She can feel every inch of him inside her, filling her completely. "I love it when you take control like this. You're using me so good." She looks back at him, her eyes glazed with lust. She reaches a hand down to rub her clit, wanting to intensify the pleasure. "I'm so close, I'm going to cum soon. Please, don't stop, I need to feel you cum inside me." Her words are barely coherent, her body trembling with the force of her impending orgasm.

Tifa screams in ecstasy as Jay-Tucker's hot cum fills her pussy, sending her over the edge into a powerful orgasm. Her pussy clenches around him, milking every last drop as he throbs inside her. "Oh fuck, yes, cum inside me! Fill me up!" She collapses forward, her body shaking with the force of her climax. She can feel his cum leaking out of her, dripping down her thighs. "Look at that, all your cum leaking out of my used pussy. I must be quite the sight." She looks back at him, a satisfied smirk on her face. She reaches a hand down to gather some of the cum, bringing it to her mouth and licking it clean. "Delicious. You've marked me as yours now, haven't you?"