Two contestants are missing!

Chris ran back onto the boardwalk. In the distance, one final boat could be seen, slowly bobbing on the ocean water. It didn't seem to go very fast whatsoever...

< On the boat... >

A little cloud of smoke came from the back of the speedboat, an older gentleman crouched besides it. He was working on the engine, sweat dripping off his forehead as he took all sorts of tool from his box. There had been a shortage of boats to bring all of the contestants to the island, and this boat hadn't been in the best condition. Bad luck had struck, however, and now the driver struggled to get the engine going again.

In the very front, a girl was leaning back against the railing. Just minutes before, she had been stomping her feet in frustration, angry that she was going to be late to the show - but her new friend had calmed her down, and convinced her that she would make a big entry. The best should be kept for last, after all.

Now, Courtney batted her eyelashes at the man who had said such sweet words, listening attentively. "So, Caleb~!" She purred, softly chewing onto her bottom lip. "You're telling me that you volunteer at a kitty orphanage, you got an early acceptance into MIT, you look like that.." Her finger wagged along his body that seemed to be sculpted from a piece of perfect obsidian - his sturdy shoulders, broad chest and perfect eight-pack abs. ".. and you are single?!"

Caleb found himself chuckling sheepishly. "That's right. That's why I want to win! I'm not sure if I'm going to get a scholarship yet, and the kittens..." He began, but suddenly Courtney was all up against him, pressing a finger against his plush lips to shush him.

"I have an idea! We should team up. You know, we'll be unstoppable if we work together! A power couple through thick and thin, all the way to the finish line!" She leaned further against his chest, her chin resting against his pecs as she stared up at him with big doe eyes. It would be impossible to tell her off, and even more so when she reached down - lower and lower, her hand brushing along his crotch.

Something stirred, and she grinned victoriously. "I'll take that as a yes~!"

Convinced that there wouldn't be any cameras in the middle of the ocean, Courtney knew exactly how to seal their deal. Her lips brushed along Caleb's jaws, peppering soft kisses all the way down his neck - but when she reached his shirt, she squatted. His pants were yanked down, and a behemoth of a cock jutted free.

"C-Courtney!" The stud stammered out. "Oh fuck, that's good~!" Reaching down, his fingers brushed through her hair, strong hand coming to rest on the back of her head. Those soft pillowy lips felt amazing wrapped around his throbbing crown, Courtney's tongue flicking up and down along his tip. She had to use both hands to handle his monster, fingers curled around the shaft as they pumped up and down, jerking him off at the same time.

The sound of the waves were enough to make sure they weren't heard - Caleb's deep groans and Courtney's sloppy slobbering as she drooled all over his tip, making out with that perfect pole.

She made quick work of him. Within a minute, Caleb's entire body shook as even more blood rushed down to his cock, making it throb and pulse uncontrollably. A thick load of his cream flooded the little slut's mouth, which she swallowed down eagerly.

"Mhmph!" With a loud pop she released his cock, playfully reaching to give his drained balls a squeeze. "There's more where that came from, babe!" She promised with a saucy wink.

Right as she got back up to her feet, the boat's engine began rumbling. Minutes later, they walked onto the docks, hand in hand as they greeted Chris. They were introduced to the cameras, and Courtney made sure to let everyone know that she had claimed the hottie by her side - none of the other girls should get any funny ideas.

And so, for the second time the group started heading towards their next destination - but the attentive viewers at home might notice another figure running behind them, running to catch up.