I guess our sounds had officially awoken the rest of the boat.
I blamed Amber for waking the boat with her screams and moans as she wasn't exactly quiet.
Not that I was complaining.
But it wasn't long before there was some heavy knocking on my door followed by female voices basically demanding I open the door.
Granted by that time I was on my sixth round with Amber as I had officially twinkie-d her as I officially went mouth-vag-vag-ass-vag and was about to shoot my sixth load into Amber's anal cavity.
When the banging started and the demands got louder I grunted as I was on top of Amber in the downward doggy position as I shot my sixth load and officially fell over to the side while Amber slumped down after such a rigorous activity.
I looked over panting to see Amber glistening with a satisfied smile plastered on her face as she panting in time with me.
I gasped and swallowed air like it was a precious liquid as I spoke, "So twinkie," gasp, "you satisfied?"
Amber cooed with a smile between her own gasping and nodded.
The banging got louder as we heard a feminine voice nearly yell, "OPEN THE DOOR YOU HOARDING BITCH!"
Amber lightly laughed as she spoke, "You mind getting that Mick? I can't move my legs."
I rose an eyebrow at the obvious compliment before I rolled off the bed and caught myself before I officially did a floor check as I steadied myself and stood. Then I walked over to the main cabin door and officially unlocked the door.
The moment I unlocked the door I was greeted by lustful faces as there were seven women all looking at me with hungry eyes. And all of them were looking at my red headed yogurt slinger each licking their mouths before the team leader, Paula pushed me back into the room as the rest of the group followed in and kept pushing me until I plopped into a chair.
Now normally I probably would have put up a fight......yeah right. If so many women want to have sex with me, who was I going to say no.
Maybe I should write about ALL of this to some type of forum.
I briefly thought about that before officially axing the idea for various reason. One, no one would probably believe me. And two, probably the most important reason, is I didn't want any evidence that Muschi could use against me to officially win both the challenge and the hidden prize....if it's available to me.
Paula looked from me to Amber laying on the bed her filling leaking out of her orifices as she panted and glistened.
Then she looked at me as she walked up speaking, "You better have some juice left in those tanks of yours."
I sat there sweat drenched feeling completely woozy after six goes in less than six hours.
On any normal day I would say I was spent and ready for a long well deserved nap as I felt like I had hit my record for the most times in my life in a day.
And here I was staring down the barrel of round 7.
I sat there still somewhat panting though I was beginning to get that under control.
I felt my heart was beating so hard I was ready to have a heart attack.