Combined with quickness, that translated into punching power. I’d watched Coach Hope walk right through punches thrown by Fritz. He’d learned quic...ly that I had more pop in my punches. The problem was that once he was in range, he could pound my body with devastating effect. It was the classic case of speed and jabbing ability against brute strength.“Keep him off of you!” Fritz yelled as Coach Hope closed in on me again.“Jab! Jab! ... Throw your hook!” Fritz coached.The hook staggered Coach. He leers at me and says "Everything but the shoes and collar" I take off my bra and thong. He opens a closet and points "Put it in there" I do so. He takes a leash, clips it to the collar and walks into the kitchen. The woman is sitting at the kitchen table, peeling potatoes. She is middle aged, about 5 feet but around 240Lbs or more. Her hair is long, black and unkempt. She is wearing a drab housedress."¿Que haces con esa gringa?" She asks. She doesn't realize I understand Spanish."No es. Was I too horny? Hell yes I was too horny but she had to be too I guess or she wouldn’t have thrown out the idea. I almost, as we stood out in the open, reached out and felt her belly. I was kind of hot for the touch of it at that moment. “Tell you what, okay? Let me get your email or even your cell phone number and we can figure that out. How’s that sound?” I finally said and finally smiled into her eyes. It was nice soft smile too. “I’d like that to be honest with you.” I was excited and she. He pulled my panties off and his underwear off. He grabbed a condom out of his wallet that was on my desk and rolled it down the length of his huge dick. I laid back and he positioned himself in between my legs. He lifted my right leg over his shoulder and rubbed his hard cock over my slit. He pushed hard and entered my wet pussy. I don’t know when I got wet but I was dripping wet by the time he entered me. He pumped away and I cried out in ecstasy clutching his arms. He leaned down and kissed.