“This morning we saw the sluts learning to eat cunt. You guys never had any fun. Sluts pick a cock. Cocks I want those cunts full. One is not enough, so when you are done pick another slut and fuck her.” I closed the lunch break. 

Back in the bedroom women led men to their beds.

“ Use your imagination, anything but missionary.” I suggested. 

Five couples started to fuck, some taking more time than others to start filling.

“I want to see spunk in those cunts.” I continued. The first pair finished.

“Need some recovery time, Greg? I'll give her a second load. On your knees Jane.”

I pushed my ccoking into her well filled cunt. 

Another couple finished and Sam pulled Tammy to the edge of the bed and started to fuck her.

I held Jane by the hips making long thrusts, intending to pump Greg's spunk from her,knowing it would run down her legs. By the time I filled her the others had changed once.

“Do you need a rest? Get something to drink, but no washing those cunts.”

“Sluts, tie your hair back. This morning you were eating cunt. Sometimes you will be going to sex parties. Sometimes your mark will want you to eat her after she has been fucking men. Time to practice. You have eaten cunt, you have swallowed spunk, so this is nothing new.”

The women looked around at each other. Eve took Emily to a bed and started.

“Looks like you two are pairing off. Jane, Tammy get to it.”

Tammy took Jane's hand and kissed her. They moved towards a bed.

Jane's hand moved over Tammy's body. Tammy scooped cum from Jane and tasted it, then took some from her own cunt and pushed a finger into Jane's mouth. Jane sucked.

They kissed. Jane looked at me, then went down on Tammy's cunt, offering her own to Tammy.

Their bodies were pressed together. Hand moving over each other's bodies. 

There were muffled sound of pleasure coming from both couples. 

I did not count how many times I heard one or another cum.

“O God I can't go on.” Tammy declared falling on the bed. “That's fantastic.”

“Well done Jane.” I told her.

I waited for Eve to wear Emily out, then declared dinner time.

On the way to dinner De informed Jane. “I want your tongue.”

I did not hear the reply.