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Gold
(Kelly Addams)

Katerina stood under the shower, Yuri watched her. How can this be training? She swallowed the question down, he had forecast that she would find a reason to object... and now he is testing and pushing me. Realisation blossomed and she finally understood. It is a test, he said that Ana submitted to him completely, so if that's what she did... so will I. 

I will take everything that he throws at me, he wants to look at my body, touch me... so be it, I will not complain.

I will win this battle!

"Good," Yuri nodded and gave her a smile. "You appear to be learning Kat, you still have much to prove... but so far you have surprised me."

Katerina watched with a morbid fascination as Yuri peeled away his own clothes, the loose track suit trousers revealed baggy boxer shorts. Is he really going to do this? Katerina could see the outline of his excitement, the front of the underwear tented like he had hidden a flagpole down there. 

Oh my God he is she groaned inside as he eased the elastic waist band over his stiffy and strode proudly toward her. Damn, it's much bigger than I would have guessed, Katerina couldn't help but look, it was a surreal shift in their relationship, now he was considerably more than just a coach. Yuri had always been like a father figure to her, he had been in his forties when he had guided Ana to silver, now he was twenty years older, yet his impressive cock looked fresh and keen.

"Take this as a good sign," he chuckled as he followed her eyes, "When you see me like this it means that I am happy with you, but see me limp and flaccid... then you must understand that I am disappointed, you have probably let me down."

Katerina glanced up and nodded. This is another test she told herself as he stood beside her, his cock appearing to grow even larger. 

I understand, she didn't need to speak the words, she simply nodded as he passed her a bar of soap... it was crystal clear what he wanted, she wouldn't risk upsetting his good mood by questioning. And so, with an internal and well hidden sigh, she built up a lather and with a sickly smile she grasped the quivering shaft and began to wash in long and steady stroking movements.

"I will tell you when he is clean... until then, you will continue to wash!"

"I understand coach Yuri." she replied, and watched out for the tell tale signs that she knew so well.

He's almost there she told herself, Yuri's expression had shifted from stern coach to a man on the edge. Just a few more strokes and it will be done.

"Stand in front of me... close." he ordered.

Katerina bit down the insult racing to her lips, he was playing a sick game with her, now he expected her to stand before him and receive his load.

Well, let me give you more than you bargained for coach. And quickly she shifted away from the flowing water and positioned herself directly against the end of his cock. I bet you never expected this, she suppressed a grin as his eyes flew open, then she bent her knees a fraction, and being considerably shorter than him found it easy to direct the leaking tip against one of her solid nipples.