Yes, easily

"I am waiting!" I raise my voice but keep it close to what I use during training sessions as if trying to get her in a more relaxed mood.

Jenna slowly goes down on her knees in front of me. I have seen her body from this angle countless times. She always looked gorgeous while climbing out of the pool but the sight is even better without a swimsuit. Much better. The tiger tattoo on her shoulder adds some wildness to her naked look, while pink hair and large teary eyes emphasize the natural beauty of her.

Soon, her face is only inches away from the tent in my pants. Without waiting for my order, she starts pulling my pants down. I love her being so submissive!

"Faster!" I bark with an anger that is no longer real.

"Sorry, coach," She whimpers and starts lowering my underwear down my legs. I grab her head and fix it in the necessary position.

"Suck. Use your nose to breathe just like you do during sprints."

She is so scared of me that, despite inexperience, she manages to take most of my cock in her mouth in one go, though it's obvious she is not used to all of it.

"I said suck!" The feeling of my power over her is intoxicating. Is this a **** by the rules of that mysterious voice? After all, I use intimidation, not a raw ****.

Jenna's mouth feels so good that I don't even need her to do anything. But she does start sucking. It isn't something she is used to. Her inexperience is quite obvious but it is not off-putting. In fact, this only adds to my pleasure.

Jenna breathes calmly and has a weird focused look on her face. Surprisingly, she seems to calm down as she discovers that it isn't as hard or as disgusting as she thought it would be. Even her tears decrease and only occasional ones slide down her face.

"Good girl!" I moan as she takes even more of my dick. She is basically deepthroating me now and that is extremely impressive. "Looks like swimming is not your only talent," I say with a hint of mocking in my voice.

She starts sucking harder and I immediately lose any ability to have a coherent speech. Moans leave my mouth as I feel my orgasm coming.

When I unload, she swallows everything with no problems. She must be too used to accidentally breathing in some water during practices.

When she pulls away, her face is flushing with arousal. Looks like her young body reacted to all this action in a big way.

"You are forgiven. But should you be late one more time... I'll **** you for real!" I turn my strict coach voice on.

"I understand," she whimpers as she quickly gets up and grabs the swimsuit she left on the floor earlier.

"Now let's go to the practice. Others wait for us." I smile warmly as if nothing ever happened. Basking in the glory of my power over her. It may be better than just **** her, knowing that I can make her do whatever I want.

"Yes, coach," Jenna says as she puts on her suit while walking toward the pool.