Lifeguard Instructor

Kenna James and Lexi Luna showed up at the pool wearing next to nothing—tiny bikinis, just enough to hold their curves. No instructor in sight. Then Abigail rose from the deep end, water sliding down her tits, over her hips, dripping from her pussy like she'd just fucked the ocean itself. Her greeting landed like a slap and a kiss all at once. She said they were learning CPR, told Lexi to get on the ground, then straddled her chest and shoved her tongue down her throat. Kenna watched Abigail’s hands drag over Lexi’s tits, her mouth working harder than any lifesaving drill ever needed. When it was Kenna’s turn, she didn’t resist. She lay back, eyes begging for it, and let Abigail’s lips claim her too. Heat built fast. Abigail looked at both girls and didn’t wait long. "Inside. Now." They followed without question. Once behind closed doors, the lesson switched gears—Abigail taught them how to fuck instead. Fingers in pussies, tongues working clits, bodies tangled, every moan feeding the next. Kenna and Lexi licked Abigail until her thighs shook. She pushed their heads back down every time they came up for air. They learned how to touch a woman right—how to eat her, finger her, keep her coming until she forgot how to teach and just fucked. When it was over, nobody had a single thing to say about CPR anymore.