A quickie with my sweet thing

It was clear—suck my dick, and she’ll stroke you. 
John looked up at my eyes for the briefest of moments. She had one arm crossed over to the other, hugging her ample tits, while her free hand played with the lining of her bikini. 
“I don’t have all day,” she said impatiently. XXX One beer is all it takes for you, I guess. Plus, sometimes I think you two are more into each other than me.” She winked as she grabbed another beer from next to me. 
“Fuck off,” I said defensively, taking another for myself as well. 
“Fuck who?” John said as he waddled up, his wet dick dangling in front of him. 
“Your sister was saying how unimpressed she is with that,” I said, pointing to his manhood. 
John gave it a grab and waved