Get in Line

Jill and I thank the men and we all exchange personal contact information. "Well, that was a nice surprise," says Jill, exhausted but satiated.

"Not as nice as our next one," I say, pointing up. Four guys are standing just beyond the rocks, massaging their huge cocks eagerly. Jill reaches for some water and passes me a bottle.

"Here, drink up! You're going to need to be hydrated if we're going to get fucked by those guys! Look at those cocks! They're almost twice the size of the ones we just took."

"I know," I say, "and the best part about it is that it's your turn, hun!"

Jill grins and I know we're in for a long day as I look beyond the rocks.

"There's only males here!" I say to Jill. "Did you notice that before?"

"No," says Jill. "The chicks are on the other side of them, by the ocean. The guys you're seeing are just the ones lining up! I watched the line form while it was your turn."

Jill and I high-five each other and gulp down our waters.

"Well, boys, come on over!" yells Jill at the next four in the line.