The creaking of the gangplank as I stepped upon it was the only audible sound, yet the board groaned under the weight of my desire. The air heavy with the musk of five sets of pheromones as I took my place at the bottom of the gangplank, and felt my anticipation mount with every inch closer I moved to the apex of sensual pleasure. I could already taste the salty sweat on their bodies, the spice of their musky scents, the sweet heat of their mouths that I knew awaited me.