Temperamental Rosebudov is a bit touchy when it comes to accepting tips and criticism from his bossy coach Jon Darra. When Coach accuses him of not even trying as they trades serves over the practice table, the hot Russian bends him over and yanks down his shorts, administering a hearty spanking with his prize ping pong paddle. But that meaty ass glowing rosy red right in front of his eyes gives Rosebudov a few other tasty ideas. His nimble fingers run up and down into the crack of Darra's ass. And his dick-starved tongue fits Coach's throbbing hole like a glove. He warms up international relations by pulling Darra to his feet and locking lips into a deep, musky kiss. The coach drops to his knees to nurse on the champ's big hard knob. When Rosebudov slaps his fingers onto the table, ti's a signal Jon is quick to recognize and obey, hiking a knee up onto the smooth surface and spreading his cheeks wide open. The table tennis prodigy likes being in the driver's seat, and drive he does! All the way, raw and deep into Darra's juicy hole. Grabbing a meaty handful of Coach's muscled chest, he rams in faster. Their groans and grunts echos through the practice room as the heat rises. Too hot to hold back, Rosebudov pulls out and milks a creamy explosion into Jon's thirsty mouth that runs down his bristly beard. It's "Game, set, and match!" as the hunky top feeds his coach a hearty handful of hot, fresh-churned sperm.