If I didn’t do that, I think I’d go crazy on these long trips.”“Would you be surprised if I told you that I do more-or-less the same thing, ev...n on short trips?” she boldly enquired.“Surprised that you play with yourself?” I asked. “No. But I am very very happily surprised that you are telling me. I love to hear about other people’s sexuality. I suppose I am a voyeur, in a way.”“Well, I seem to be discovering that I like to tell,” she said with another small blush.“A verbal exhibitionist, and. I winked at him, he got that message. Later that night, I was sleeping in a room that was the servant's room. I did feel bad, the father kicked out of her room for some foreigner to sleep in. I paid her secretly, to let her know this was not my idea to sleep there. So it was dark, barely lit enough to know where to exit late at night. I had my shorts & underwear off. All I had on was my white shirt I wore for PE back in high school. So imagine it, me laying stomach flat in a soft cot with. I was glad I had a condom, for sure.Then, I began kissing my way up his body, abdomen, tummy, licking his navel, kissing his nipples, sucking them, licking along his chest. His skin was so smooth, so soft, just like mine, really.I whispered, "Davie, I want you to suck my nipples, okay?" and raised up and he took one in his mouth and gently began to suck as I petted his face. The feelings were incredible, soon, I could feel liquid slowly dripping down my leg. My breathing was fast, I could feel. It didn't feel the same as normal and I realized I was feeling Brian's cock next to mine. I was exciting feeling our cocks so tightly held together separated only by her skin. He must feel it too, my cock moving up and down his. My thoughts drifted to my bride, crouched between two men, a cock in her pussy and another in her ass. I'm sure she never imagined she would ever do this. I rocked up and down, with each pump feeling the pressure rise from the excitement. "Oh, My God, Oh, My God, ...OH,.