It was safe to say that Jim absolutely hated Jeff.I dug through Jim's contact list and found the last listed number for Jeff, then called him. Luckily... enough, he hadn't changed his cell phone number. I arranged to have Jeff come over to the house while Jim was at work under the guise of trying to get them back together. I think Jeff agreed to come over not to get into Jim's good books, but more so to see if he could get into my good panties. I was about to do some thing totally uncharacteristic. Both Bill and I leaned back, touching each other's faces, pulling each other's nipples, kissing and helping Tiffany play with our cocks - as if she needed any help.I reached down and massaged his balls, rolling them gently, reaching beneath them to massage that oh so sensitive spot beneath his sac. I watched as Tiffany leaned back and smiled at the show. She leaned over to the night stand for a bottle of massage oil squeezing it onto her breasts, massaging it onto her aureolas and nipples.My. The tide was starting to get closer to high tide, and the surf conditions tended to flatten out then.I caught two more waves, and decided that was enough for the moment. As I walked up the sand, I noticed my prick was shrivelled up from the chill of the water, thank goodness. I guess I spoke too soon. As I got near to the others, Janelle made a comment.“That’s a bit disappointing, Will,” she called out. “I thought we were going to see something more impressive. Can’t you do something to that,. “I have a few minutes left, and it‘s still hard.” he shot back. “I could get you messier still.” “That wasn’t the dare.” Liz said primly, closing her robe. “You’re just going to have to wait until it’s your sister’s turn again.” “Seems fair to me that I should get a turn.” he said. “After all, you brought the game into my room. I want to play.” “Okay.” said Kim. “That sounds fair to me, too.” “Good.” he smiled. “I get one dare to each of you.” “No way!” protested Kim. “That means you.