She extends your punishment to a whole minute

"You think this is going to stop me? I think this time it's going to be thirty seconds- no, a whole minute."

You flinch as you are pushed back to the ground. Coach Preda, completely bottomless, drops down onto your face. "Open wide," she commands you, and you oblige, opening your mouth as far as it will go in spite of yourself. "That's good," she says soothingly as she pushes her vagina against your mouth. Her pussy is slick with juices; they drip down onto your tongue with each passing second as she grinds herself against your face relentlessly.

The taste and smell are one hundred times more intense when they are directly on your tongue as opposed to covered by the panties. Juices pour endlessly into your mouth until your stomach feels like it may burst. They coat your throat as you desperately try to keep breathing through them while still sucking on her flesh. Every few seconds, Coach Preda grinds even harder against your tongue, forcing you to swallow more of her juices. Before you thought you were suffocating, but now you feel like you are drowning.

You gag several times in succession, but manage to hold it in. You try to get air by sticking your tongue out, trying to create a cavern of fresh air. Your tongue pushes it's way into Coach Preda's pussy and you suck hard on her cunt, drinking deeply from her warm wet depths. Finally, you realize that your lungs aren't being compressed any longer. Relief washes over you as Coach Preda begins to relax, grinding less furiously against your face.

She pulls off of your face with a loud moan. You take this opportunity to catch your breath and wipe the tears from your eyes. The room is filled with silence once more. The class stares down at you from all directions with various expressions; some look confused or disgusted, but most are looking excitedly at you, waiting for your next move.

Before you can say anything, Coach Preda drops down again, this time leaning her asshole directly into your face. Your nose is crushed between her asscheeks with a **** so powerful that it causes you to yelp in pain and panic.

"Sorry..." Coach Preda apologizes softly, her voice muffled by the asscheeks pressed tightly into your face. "But... um... well... you're halfway there," she adds sheepishly, glancing at the class who are giggling amongst themselves.

You need to try to make an air well again. With no other choice, you prod your tongue against Coach Preda's asshole, trying to gain entry into her body. "Ugh!" she cries as the sharpness of your muscle rubs across her hole painfully. "John," she grunts. "get your tongue out of my asshole!" The class roars with laughter, but you ignore them and continue pushing your tongue against the muscular wall of her anus until finally it slides in and up inside her rectum. You gulp hard as the rough texture of her insides presses into your palate and you begin to push back with your tongue, forcing yourself further in with each thrust of your tongue. Air fills your lungs and you cough violently from the pressure on your throat. Scents of her juices fill your nostrils again as you push your tongue as deep as you can into her ass. The sensation of her asshole on your tongue sends a jolt right up your spine.