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Cindy The Gangbang Coach

... squeezed them together for the first man to come in her cleavage. As she rubbed it in, she casually said to the others, "Now come on my face." The men were delighted by her invitation, dumping warm lines across her nose, down her cheeks, and onto her extended tongue. Vicky's fingers directed the cum into her mouth. When she had it all, she straightened up, relaxed, and let it drool out over her lips, dropping to decorate her tits. She was still having a good time and the men wanted more. Without comment, she lay down with her arms and legs wide open. They took turns using all her holes again, producing more cum everywhere including directly into her mouth. She fingered herself to take more from her lower areas. She rubbed it on her belly and boobs then licked off her fingers. She rolled over to erotically squeeze and fondle her own ass, smearing cum there too. The guys were totally delighted, fucking her repeatedly, coming in and on her. She had more orgasms. I was thoroughly turned on just watching. Above all, Vicky was the perfect cumslut the whole time, completing the night with high marks. I congratulated her. We hugged, sliding in the goo on our bodies. We kissed and caught the giggles. The men circled the bed and applauded. After the others left, Vicky and I stayed to talk. We discussed the big gangbang for Wes, the whole reason for this training. I assured her, "No question, you're ready. Any gangbang he wants to see, you can do it." She looked very happy. "When he ...

... gets home Saturday, I'll tell him I want to do it. We'll set a date." "Can I share something?" she asked. "Sure, anything." "Tonight was different. I never had feelings like that, so out of control. One man after another, inside me, filling me up. The more cum I got the more I wanted. My head was spinning." "Vicky, honey, you are definitely getting it." We were still naked; I was horny. As we talked, it seemed natural to snuggle into her arms with my head on her breasts. She was sticky, but so was I. Then, I took her hand and put it between my legs. She casually stroked me with one finger. I couldn't stand it. I turned to suck her nipples while she entertained my clit. "Want to try the shower?" I suggested. The big master bathroom enclosure had one of those hand held massager units on a long hose. Perfect. With that and a dildo, I gave Vicky a world class orgasm; she did the same for me. We eventually had enough, but only after several more orgasms each. We slept together in the bedroom for a few hours, then went home. On Sunday, Vicky called, eagerly bubbling over to tell me about her talk with Wes. "He's thrilled. He wants the party at his totally private Caribbean island. I love the idea." "Wow, a private island? How cool is that!" Vicky continued, "He'll arrange everything. All I have to do is be there." "When?" "Next Saturday night, at nine." She hesitated, "Cindy, one thing. Will you go with me?" "Travel with you or do the party with you?" "Both. I cleared it with Wes. ...