I figured this was the park ranger come to give me shit about leaving my empties laying about and was opening my mouth to say I would clean them up wh...n I heard a familiar voice:"I'm sorry about earlier, I didn't mean to bust in on you like that. My name's Marcus, nice to meet you." The guy who had walked in on me naked...Marcus... held out his hand and I shook it without even thinking. He had a strong grip, not surprising in a guy built like him. He was wearing a loose pair of blue jeans. ‘She won’t bite, Liz.’ ‘Thanks,’ she said, not knowing what else to say. ‘So in the same building huh? Wow that would take balls.’ ‘Got to have ’em to win in business.’ ‘Can we do it first class?’ ‘Of course, have to. Got to do it right but make sure it’s a good value. Hire the best, like Liz and Bali here.’ ‘Mali,’ he heard over his shoulder. ‘Right, sorry, Mali.’ Karla got back on the table and settled down but never stopped thinking of Philip’s offer. As the massage progressed she continued. Greg had on a pair of black basketball shorts which he pulled off quickly without me asking. Underneath a pair of tight boxer briefs which proudly showed off his already hard 7 inch cock. I dropped to my knees with him leaning against a tree and grabbed the waistband and pulled them down. Gravity assisted as they fell to his ankles. Greg cock jumped out and stood erected pointing at my eyes. I looked up at him as I took his swelled head into my mouth. Greg rested his head back and closed his. The competitive side of me was determined to show Hannah a great time. I think there’s something in every man’s DNA that is fundamentally competitive, and this drove my need to make Hannah cry out and cum from my efforts. This wasn’t about love or feelings. It was about showing Hannah, Claire and Jason I was at least on the same page as Jason, when it came to pleasing his two women. I might not have been his equal, but I wanted the girls to at least rank me on the same page.Until now, it had.