Clearly, Amelia needs more training

While the idea of tasting Faith is very tempting (there is something special in **** someone as shy as she), and Jenna is as fuckable as yesterday I decide to keep using the **** as a training tool. I have no good excuse to screw Faith and Jenna did work hard today. Amelia is another matter entirely. Her breathing is still awful.

"Good job today, Faith." I smile to the girl as she gets out of the pool. The way how she lowers her gaze and almost whispers "thank you, coach." is beyond cute. One day...

Then I turned my attention to the second girl "I am glad that our yesterday conversation went well, Jenna," The pink-haired girl averts her gaze, too but the reason is different. She is still afraid of me, of what I can do with her. "Keep working hard and everything will be great. OK?" "Yes, coach." She answers timidly.

"As for you," I approach Amelia "The problem remains. Let's go to my office and discuss. " I grab her arm and confidently lead her to my office

"Coach, please, don't," She waits till we are far away from the pool not wanting other girls to suspect anything "I will improve in other ways. I promise."

"Don't make me angry, please." I answer with a slight sigh "The training will commence and if you continue to whine, I'll do it right there, in this very corridor. " This makes her shut up until we arrive in the office.

I step in, lock the door and turn around to look at my plaything. Unlike yesterday, her dark hair is way wetter and not constrained in a ponytail. And her black swimsuit suit her body way more than T-shirt and jeans. Amelia's long legs are completely unhidden from my view and, perhaps because I spent a huge chunk of my life in the pool, I love legs of swimmers, they are smooth, flexible, well developed, and have just enough muscles to look great but stay feminine.

Amelia's other great feature, her huge breasts, also benefit from the swimsuit. Black wet fabric outlines her fantastic curves making them so tempting to touch.

But as much as I love seeing her in the swimsuit, seeing her naked is even better. "Take it off." I say while removing my pants

"But coach. It is not necessary for a blowjob. Let me do it quickly and..." She looks very worried by the request, Amelia rightfully suspects that I may want more than her

"I said un-fucking-dress!" I interrupt her and raise my voice so much that anyone in the corridor could hear my command it but why should I care?

Trembling like a leaf, Amelia starts slipping out of the swimsuit allowing me to see the full glory of her young body. Her skin is something out of this world. No way she doesn't use some creams or other cosmetics to keep that ideal. A neatly trimmed dark triangle in her private area also hints at the fact that Amelia puts some considerable effort to keep herself perfect... As she drops the swimsuit on the floor, fearfully looking at me, I finally decide what her next lesson should be.