As told by John:
We sat in the truck watching our wives sunbathe from a distance (Mel told you all about that in part two, make sure you read the first two parts before this one). I couldn’t take my eyes off of Mel. The thought of her tight pussy grinding on me from the night before and her tits rubbing on my chest was a memory I will always cherish. Not that my wife Pam isn’t hot but she is a bit older and more “seasoned” in the ways of sexual exploration. You could tell from Mel’s drunken fuck session, she was trying something new and exciting. I felt my dick grow as I watched Pam reach over and undo Mel’s bikini top and kiss her.
“Damn” , said Jason, “look at them go. Are we going to join them?” I told him no, that we have other plans. He looked at me in disbelief. “You can’t expect me to be able to fish knowing this is happening”. Jason looked around, “plus, I don’t see any fishing poles, just that tiny tackle box”. I laughed and said, “open the tackle box”. He opened it to find my lube, cock rings and a few other toys. While he was looking in the tackle box in the backseat, I unbuckled my pants and pulled my fully erect cock out. As he turned back to the front, I grabbed his cock and said these are the only poles we need for the fishing we are doing.