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Cindy Does The Bachelor Party

Date: 7/24/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Author: lindaswan, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

She licked a nipple, then suggested, "I'm thinking maybe you should be part of the show." "Oh? What do you mean?" She sucked the other nipple before going on. I was feeling horny again. "Well, traditionally they have strippers and lap dances, you know. But you could do something Wes would like so much more. That is, if you're interested." "You mean a gangbang?" I guessed. Vicky nodded yes. I slid down beside her for a deep, tongue probing kiss. I ran my hands up and down her lithe body. After a few minutes of kissing, I said, "I could be the gangbang girl, but isn't that risky?" "What do you mean?" she responded, between kisses. "Well, first, is that all good with you? I don't want trouble between you and Wes." "Oh, there's no problem," she responded quickly. "Wes thinks the world of you. He already told me he can't stop thinking about you in the Caribbean gangbang. I'm not jealous; he tells me he's thinking about me that way too, all the time. In fact, I want to do it again with you, whenever we can." She slipped fingers into my pussy. "You're wet," she exclaimed, sounding delighted. "You like the idea, don't you?" I couldn't hide my response. I just smiled and licked her fingers. She went on, "I want Wes to have a good time at his party. I know he will love to see your antics again. So, go for it." We kissed and fondled each other some more. Eventually I was able to say, "Okay then. Second question, who's the gang? Wes and his friends?" Vicky was quick to dismiss that ... idea. "No, no. They're his close buds and business associates. Too complicated to have sex with them. They'll just watch your live show. That will be plenty." We kissed some more, rubbing our bodies together. Her nipples were as hard as mine. I had one more question, accompanied by inserting three fingers into her, "Vicky, will you be in the show too?" I brought my juicy fingers into our kissing. I was loving this way of talking. She slurped my fingers, enjoying the taste, "Umm, I'm yummy." Then she answered, "No, I won't be in Vegas at all. Just you and a gang of men. This is strictly for Wes and his party guests." She fingered my clit; the little knob was erect and poking out. "Probably for the best," I agreed. We kissed erotically, "But I will miss playing with you," I told her. She moved her hands to my butt. "Me too," Vicky said, while she kneaded my ass. "I can't wait until we do another show for Wes, but not the bachelor party." We embraced, then kissed. She pushed one thigh between mine, to squish her pussy on my upper leg. She said, "I'm seriously wet thinking about you getting fucked while Wes and friends are watching." "Um-hum," I replied in a sultry voice. "They'll cum on me too. I'll suck them off." She moaned at the thought. We mashed together with rising passion, fingering each other. In a minute we were doing a sixty-nine. I stayed with her for several more hours. A few days later, Jack MacDougall and I had a meeting at his Santa Monica office. He was tall, a ...