Ten minutes felt like nothing.

I was still lying on the bench, legs loosely open, when Coach Rivera walked back over. Fresh cum continued to leak out of me in slow, heavy drips, running down the curve of my ass and soaking into the wood beneath me. My body ached in deep, thorough ways—jaw sore, breasts tender, cunt swollen and filthy—but the second I saw him coming, my thighs shifted wider on their own.

He noticed.

“Good,” he said quietly. “You’re learning.”

He didn’t bother with more words. He simply grabbed my ankles, dragged me to the edge of the bench, and thrust back into my overflowing pussy in one...