Coach2 says so let’s have some fun with her get her to dance again in the hotel bar. Coach laughs maybe next year let’s go get in hot tub and sees...what happens I can get the key from night manager what do you guys say? I was all fore it sounds like just what I needed some relaxing time in the hot tub, we all agree. Coach2 and I make our way down the hall towards the pool and hot tub entrance and soon coach joins us with a bottle of wine and cups.We all get naked and get in the tub enjoying wine. Now she walk locked in the attic room, waiting for the dreaded meeting to come. ‘Oh what am I to do,’ she sobbed desperately into her pillow. All Ava knew was that this Mendoza, a well travelled Navigator for the Spanish Fleet was at least 17 years her senior, and the only life he knew was the sea. She assumed he was old fashioned, orderly and boring. She had pictured him to be greying haired, wrinkly and totally un-passionate about anything else but himself. How dare they arrange a marriage,. I now mockingly asked her “do you want to get fucked now?” And as I guessed rite , she nodded , I again told her say it loudly dear, she now whispered yes yes yes. As I had her consent now , I pushed a bit more and all of it went inside her. I now held both of her legs as I jack hammered her, she grabbed the bed side to steady her as her boobs shook as she moaned loudly. I was now pumping her fast and her moaning increased with every stroke. After quite a number of stroked I gave a final stroke. . it's sort of like slamming your finger in a door - but it's your bottom!" Priscilla stared, half comprehendingly, for she certainly knew the excruciating pain of slamming her finger … but her bottom?" Anna continued, trying to clarify this rather startling simile, which she had never thought of before, "You know … you kind of hear a sudden “hisss” for a split second … ending in a ‘whack’, and … ““And what?!” demanded Priscilla.“Wait a sec! … I’m trying to work it out! … And then the sound.