I was not expecting it, and he squirted right between my eyes. “You can either come with me or go home”. The first guy to be allowed to draw a task from the mug was Josh, whom I chose only because he bought the tequila. My two lovers and I dozed off on my bed in the beachside bungalow. One guy laid on his back, with his erection proudly standing at attention. I listened to their story, like I cared, but was busy eyeing the scenery to see what other young, stiff dicks were in the bar. The erotic aroma of fresh piss engulfed me as I was being drenched. “Next”, I announced, and Rick or Ted, or whatever the name of the next guy was, grabbed the coffee cup and pulled out a task. I looked at Rick and winked and he dove in. I was calling myself Lola for this trip. My two lovers and I dozed off on my bed in the beachside bungalow.
