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women followed their guys until one couple occupied each side of the square rope-work. It then resembled a dirty version of Hungry, Hungry Hippos with James in imminent danger of having his marbles devoured. There was a game that had taught major life lessons… Slam the handle—as hard and fast as possible—over and over and over until somebody wins. No wonder it had been her favorite.
    The adult jungle gym turned out to be great for more than relaxing. They could indulge their creativity. James spread his legs. Pliable cords, set close enough that he didn’t have to worry about sinking through, supported each of his knees.
    What was the rope made out of? It was soft enough to be silk. She’d ask the crew later.
    Much later.
    James’s knuckles went white as they wrapped around one of the strands that created perfect grips. Spaced at frequent intervals, they ensured no matter what height he was, there would have been a rung guaranteed to be comfortable.

    “Simple and ingenious.” She didn’t realize she’d spoken aloud until Dave answered her.
    “Thanks, Dev.”
    “The possibilities are endless,” Kate murmured as though she contemplated a thousand or so positions she’d like to experiment with.
    “We have all the time in the world to try whatever you can concoct,” Joe chimed in, making James groan.
    “Speak for yourself. If someone doesn’t touch me soon I’m going to die.” He attempted to rub his crotch, but tipped. Mike righted him, chuckling at James’s plight.
    “Diabolical.” The smaller man shook his head. “I should have known.”
    “So, how are you going to convince Joe to stroke your cock for you?” Mike’s inquiry turned squeaky at the end. It took Devon a second to notice Kate’s arm had snaked around his hip from behind him to fondle his package. Devon couldn’t help but stare as his cock thickened, overflowing his fiancée’s palm.
    “I’ll blow him.” James didn’t sound like he minded. In fact, it kind of came out like begging.
    “I’m sure he’d appreciate that. Fair trade, Joe?”
    “Yeah. I want him to get me nice and hard for Morgan.” He angled his head to steal a red-hot kiss from his lady.
    “After watching James working your hard-on I might not need you to fuck me.” She panted when he released her lips.
    “I’ll always need you, Morgan.” The intensity of his stare seemed to melt his future wife.
    Devon could relate. She didn’t think before sidling closer to Neil. His abs scorched her hands when she rested her palms on the flexing muscles.
    “Mmm.”

     
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    “If you really want to rev him up, rub his chest.” James tossed the hint over his shoulder in her direction.
    “No fair, tag-teaming me like that.” Neil groaned when Devon massaged his pecs, pausing to flick her thumbnails over his hard nipples. “Ah. Damn.” James’s chuckle was short lived. Joe scooted tighter in front of James and fed the kneeling man his erection. Their lover obliged greedily, sucking the shaft down to the base in one fluid slurp.
    “I have a plan,” Mike announced. “We’re going to play spin the construction worker. Whoever his mouth points to wins the BJ lottery. If you’re on his right, you’ll work his cock. I think the person in the rear can figure out something that suits you both.”
    “What about the guy on the left?” Dave, currently in that position, actually raised his hand, making Devon and several others laugh out loud.
    “That lucky bastard will fuck his woman. When he makes her come, we’ll turn James ninety degrees. Not one second sooner.” Mike grinned, clearly pleased with himself when Joe slowed James’s sucking with a light tap on his cheek. “And if James can hold out until each of our girls has come at least once, we’ll make sure he gets a special prize. Whatever he requests. Sound like fun?”
    “Hell, I’m halfway to orgasm thinking about it.” Kayla shifted beside Dave.
    She rubbed her thighs together, drawing Devon’s