I couldn’t help myself. I was making my asshole available to a man while kissing and making out with another! Tom jammed two fat fingers up into me....“Ungh, oh gawd that feels good.” I whispered against Bills lips. Tom sawed his fingers in & out. Bill was kissing my lips and my cheeks as he stroked my dick. I reached for their cocks & began jacking them off. I’d never felt another man’s dick before and here I was holding two very swollen cocks. Tom’s was about 7” long while Bill had a solid 8. That’s all they knew. Just that. * * * *We were coming into the island from the West. The stark difference of the view compared to the jungle was overwhelming. The endless sky and view of the ocean. The jungle was always limited by the canopy of trees overhead. And, if the canopy had a break in it, it was a small opening. The stifling humidity was only a memory now. The ocean breeze was glorious. Even the salty smell of the ocean compared to the rotting vegetation smell of the jungle was. She sucked his cock, circling the head and applying pressure to the shaft with her lips. She worked him in and out, bobbing her head up and down. She took her hand off the base and took the full length down her throat, gargling to make vibrations. He thrust reflexively, pulling back and quivering slightly to maintain control. She repeated this action, then swirled the tip some more. She got into a good pattern, working him up and stringing him out. It would have been a beautiful plan if he. As I lay there on the hard ground, under the tent, trying to fall asleep I suddenly heard the zipper of another tent not far from mine. Being of a curious nature I decided to have a peek. I had one of these old tents which did not have a zipper so I could sneak a peak through the opening held together by ropes.And there she was, squatting a few steps away from her tent. “What was she doing?” She put her hand under her nightgown and fiddled around. Then in the dim light of some distant street.