I sighed, saddened that I had to leave Tom. I entered the bedroom area of our room and shrieked to see Mark laying on the bed. “What are you doing ...ere, you weren’t supposed to be back for another hour?”, I stammered. Mark explained that the snorkeling trip had to be cut short as the ocean became too rough for their small craft. He had searched around the resort looking for me, but returned to the room over two hours ago to wait for me. My head was swimming, if he had been here the whole time,. The pictures in the magazines were good but there just weren't very many of them. So much of my time was spent reading the "letters" that were printed. A lot of those stories got me off back then and eventually I found magazines that were nothing but letters. One store even sold them in packs of three where you couldn't tell what the middle magazine was.Sometimes one of those middle magazines was all bisexual stories. At first I just read the girl-on-girl stories in those but there was a few. It felt like a cold crayon on me as they wrote, I was guessing it was lipstick. The guy fucking my mouth paused with half his dick down my throat and wrote slut across the front of my leather mask, then continued until he sprayed cum all over my face. After quite some time they remove the plug from my ass and the first to fuck my ass slid his steel shaft up my rectum. Fuck it felt good as he nailed by two hole. He came in my ass in seconds and another stepped up to torture my sphincter. I had. I inserted two fingers into her now. I felt her juices flood her cunt. I finger fucked her for a minute and then I inserted three fingers. There was some resistance now, her cunt took my fingers fine in the vertical but when I twisted them to the horizontal, her pussy didn't give much and my fingers went into a cone shape. I pushed hard, Abby started moaning louder and she grabbed my arm and forced my fingers deeper into her. "Oh god, TJ, this feels so good! I haven't had a man do this to me.